The castle reminds Neffa of the palace in Ristopa, a little - the shape is wrong, but the way it always hangs on the horizon is... if not comforting, at least something resembling familiar. It doesn't put him much in the mood to sing, though.

"You hope they're sleeping? Do you really think it's the morality of that you should be questioning?" Not that he'd ever been in a position of fighting for his life against fifty desperate people for strangers' entertainment before, but hope didn't seem the most intelligent way to approach confrontation here.