"I'm familiar with that quote, it doesn't change my opinion." Now wasn't the time for a story about just how familiar Trahearne was with loneliness. He was a reclusive sort, normally. Had he been on Tyria, war over, no more impossible tasks before him, he would prefer to live alone. Here, with so much on his mind, being alone gave him too much time to think.

Maybe lonely wasn't the word for that problem, it was close enough.

He followed Tannusen up the stairs, hesitating only once. He knew enough about the place to know upstairs was not the place he'd want to venture, at least when the club was open. The lack of windows was telling.

He stepped onto the edge of the dance floor and looked over at Tannusen.

"Why up here?"