"Thanks," says Orpheus. "I appreciate that? I've never been all that good at planning for the future either, honestly. That was, um. That was something Eurydice was better at."

He winces a little, then sighs.

"I guess I don't have to worry about working for a while, at least. We had a lot of food stockpiled in case the winter was bad, or we needed to help someone, and there's... just me, now, so it'll last a little longer." Hm. This thought isn't as comforting as it seemed when he started talking. Shaking his head, he pushes on. "The places I used to work will probably take me back? But I don't... know if I have it in me to sing for people, like I was before. It just feels like there's a hole in me every time I think about trying."