Sure, but these aren't normal circumstances. I don't think it's all that fair, to hold him accountable for writing a story. No one would ever do that, if they thought they were making people somewhere else, and folks need stories.

[It's not fair, either, to blame people for having bad things happen to characters in a story. That's all it is, to them. The Balladeer's not...angry.]

I don't know. It feels...weird, to think I could. [Far less possible than meeting the people here, in his mind, but he guesses you never do know.] I guess I'm curious about his thinking. When he...made me. There's not many people could even have a chance of finding out things like that. I wonder if...I'm how he thought I might be, or if he even thought about me being more than what was on the page at all. I only sing, in the show - I diverged from what he made me to be the second I spoke.