"Sian, sing for me, please… please…"
"You idiot! Is this the time to enjoy music? We barely survived today! Go clean your damn wounds, or you'll die from infection before the monsters even get a chance!"
"Yes, yes, Sian, he's right—to treat your wounds. But look, I'm fine, so... could you sing your new song for me?"
"You old scammer…"
"Go on, go on! We want to hear it too. Take your arguing somewhere else."
"Brother Sian, I brought the guitar with me…"
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"Only silence as it's ending…"
"Like we never had a chance…"
"Do you have to make me feel like" music "There's nothing left of me?"