Her mouth was moving before she could stop herself. "Look around, is this some sort of lost and found? I feel as though I must have drowned, so far away from solid ground." Laura wasn't singing (she didn't even know if she could), but she had adapted her speech pattern to the tempo of the music. The other man and woman might not know it, but this was by far the most Laura had spoken in a single round in a long time.
She pulled her fur-lined jacket closer to her body (a habit, not a necessity) and turned to Kaylee. "And you believe there's good in everybody's heart, kept all safe and sound. But I know hope can never play a part, to turn a life around."
Laura looked straight at the two others, and there was the barest hint of the atrocities she had seen and committed in her sixteen-year old of life in her eyes.