Mmmm, yeah. I like it out here. Some theatre companies will do stuff outside, but my show doesn't lend itself to that, I think.

[He smiles wistfully at the ripples in the water, fading circles of rose-gold light. Part of him wants to ask if Ben is okay, but...of course he isn't. What do you say to someone, after the worst has happened? Experienced as he may be in tragedies, he's never exactly been around to see the aftermath.

(Was there a song, from the ensemble...? But he can't remember.)]

It's peaceful. I know some folks were talking about camping out here one night - I hope we do that.