[ Orpheus breathes out slowly, rubbing at his temples. He doesn't look up just yet. ]

I've had friends of mine die before. It wasn't fair then, either. But that was just - why? Why do any of that? The Wizard kept acting like it was all some kind of game, but it's not.

[ Orpheus knows he's stating the obvious, preaching to the chorus, so to speak. But he needs to get it out, or it will keep eating him for the rest of the night. ]