I listen quietly, every note pulling at my heartstrings despite its happy melody. As cruel as it is to return Saorise to Darrow, I'm glad it was Magnus who found her. I'm glad she's safe for now, even if she doesn't remember us. And at least we know it's her coat she needs, though in another turn of sadism this place has once more thought to bring her without it.

I clap with a smile when the music ends. "Yes, you're a very talented musician. Even the cat liked it, and I've been told cats are very good judges of music," I say, making up something whimsical a child might find amusing.