[ Orpheus thinks about how much to tell Benjamin, because as much as he wants to confide, it's Eurydice's business too, and he doesn't know how much she wants him to tell. So he sits there for a quiet moment, before saying, ]

I'm... going to have to do something impossible. To make things right. Even more impossible than fixing the seasons with a song. But I don't know what else to do. There's nothing else to do, but try.