"We are closest to Imber." He noted as he had at least looked over the map before they started to walk.

""Promises of what I seemed to be, only watched the time go by, all of these things you said to me..." He sang low as he walked along with her, he seemed to focus as his voice came out low, the song pushing the voices away. He's spent his life finding ways of working with it. This was one of them.

The wind picked up, catching his almost silvery blonde locks and whipping them around.