That's the idea. I know it will be really difficult, but I think I have to do it? Things are only going to keep getting worse, and I don't know what'll happen to everyone if the winters get any harsher. It was spring back home, for me and Eurydice, but even with the whole summer and fall ahead of us to prepare I'm not sure there'll be enough food and supplies to last the season.

[ It's an uncharacteristically grim take on the situation for Orpheus, but he's lived through the cycle of stockpiling and rationing for enough years to get a decent idea of how long things last, even if he's not as serious about it as his wife. ]