There is a low-laugh, quiet but amused, distracting him from his thoughts -- thoughts that hover in his mind but were once veiled in a cloud of vagueness, doubt and most of all: denial.

"Yes," he agrees, "though it would definitely be amusing."

It's odd not knowing where exactly he's walking to. Only ambiguous dark shapes against a dark sky appear in his vision.

"But I think I'd much rather be far away from this village once the sun rises."