[That's a good question. He falls quiet to think about it, then he gently shakes his head.]

I'm ...uncertain. It must be ...because, what are songs for, if not for others? [He says that like he's only just now processing his own words. That was the reason he sang, right? So that others might hear him...?] It ...It did reach someone at least.

[And Mayoi offers him a small smile. He comes a little bit closer. He is a frail looking thing up close, until probably you see his teeth, which are unnaturally sharp and jagged.]

But you are correct-- ...we should not linger here. Have you felt it ...? The pull of the spirits. If we do not find what they want us to find, they may spirit you away for real~