There was far too much fear in her voice - how could she ever hope to improve if she couldn't even control her emotions? They were a constant mystery to him, but he did know enough to realize that the woman needed to learn how properly channel her feelings in order to have any measure of discipline with her singing.
Bran leaned against the wall thoughtfully, staring idly into the darkness of the empty apartment. Pills? Why was she trusting man-made creations in the first place? They lied; every single one of them.
"Perhaps your need for these pills is what's in your mind, instead of me." He paused, head cocked to the side. "Do I frighten you?"