Bran spoke his lines almost without thinking, his mouth forming the words without really registering what was being said. They had to be near the end now, though - he didn't know the play, but if Juliet was saying good night, then it was probably the part where Romeo left. It had taken long enough.
"Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Were I sleep and peace... so sweet to rest." He finished with quiet relief, although now he needed to figure out what his next move was. Taking off as soon as an exit appeared would look guilty, but he didn't want to stick around for Ella's beast boyfriend to show up and rip into him. "That's it, right? We're done?"