Walking at a leisurely pace, Daryn looked to Ashe with a brow quirked in amusement. I'm glad to hear you only nearly murdered him. I could help get that song un-stuck, but the alternative may be less amusing. Daryn didn't like to play around in people's heads, but in theory, she could find out some of his other thoughts, and by mentioning them, bring them to the forefront. The telepathic version of telling someone not to think about a pink elephant, then all they can think about is the damn elephant. As far as thoughts getting stuck in her own mind, that felt nearly impossible at times. She 'heard' so many things at all times, focusing on one, and having those thoughts last, took conscious effort.
Daryn was highly amused by the consideration that she might not know where to hide a body. That meant she kept a very good cover. That sounds like a rather relaxing evening. I still have several housecalls to make, which could last well into the evening if all does not go well. Aside from that, perhaps a little light reading before bed. I am rather boring, I'm afraid.