[ Orpheus nods, a little distantly, thinking about Eurydice, and what she's seen. How hard it is for her to trust anyone. ]

I don't think it would be, no. [ And he thinks about how he wants to travel, wants to see more of the world for himself. But would he find himself jaded by it, like this man was? Is that really how things are?

He sighs, and shakes his head. ]

You should try to find who this belongs to? Someone here must be a friend of his, or of the person doing the interview. They'll probably want this.