[ Orpheus just nods solemnly, worrying his lip. ]

When I made the choice to come here, after going back home for a while, it was - I didn't want to leave, but I felt like I had to. Everything felt wrong. It's hard to describe, but it was awful. Like trying to listen to a conversation from underwater, except with everything - touch, smell, taste. And I'm worried that's what being called back to the sea might be like. Just... everything becoming too much to bear.