"Huh? Oh, it's just a song my mom used to sing to me when I was younger." Sam answered, briefly stopping to remember her and smile. "It's sort of a lullaby. I'm not sure where she heard it from. It just helps me feel better when I'm...well not feeling my best." He said with a half smile. Music was his favored coping mechanism for dealing with all the darkness inside and out. Plus it was something he could share with others. Sure it wouldn't save any lives, but at least it could give some people hope.<br/><br/>"We should settled down and get some rest. I'm guessing we have a long way to go in the morning." Slowly he released Audrey, and the two of them started going through their supplies, taking out what little bedding they had managed to salvage from the camp. A few blankets but no pillows was certainly better than nothing. Laying out a blanket, Sam place his guitar case down beside him as he lied on the forest floor. Sighing he tried to release the tension in his body. Looking over to Audrey who was settling down not too far from him, he wondered if she would be able to sleep soundly tonight.