"Of course, my lady," he agreed, donning the pleasant smile of a man just taking a walk with an acquaintance so as not to arouse suspicion. From who, he wasn't certain, only that he wanted to stay as under the radar as possible in this place.

Ashelia's words were listened to carefully, but when she reached the end it was apparent he had something to say on the matter. "Long blonde hair and perhaps the saddest eyes anyone has gazed into?" A deep breath. "She appeared to me on my first day on this world, speaking of lost friends whom she felt she had wronged in some way. Absent friends. She then asked me to sing a song with her, but disappeared before teaching me its conclusion. I had assumed she had fled my presence, but the more I hear of her from newcomers the more I wonder if her very presence hadn't been supernatural itself."

A moment was taken to register the information he'd been given in conjunction with his own knowledge. "I suppose, in its own strange way, this connection makes sense. As much as anything in this place can."