I'm not complaining, I'm—remarking. It's like when you've been riding a horse all day and walking on the ground feels funny. Or taking armor off and feeling like you don't weigh anything. It's weird.

[ Maybe complaining a little. Maybe now he'll make people talk to him to fill the silence instead of to distract him from the noise. But right now— ]

Go back to bed, Ombra Nera.