Theatrically dropping his guitar and letting the feedback ring out on stage at the end of the last song in the first half, Micro Cuts, he walked over to the side of stage with the rest of the band and grinned at them, sweating slightly. "Awesome. I strained my voice a little getting the high notes there so can we take a break?" He grabbed a bottle of water and quickly downed it before glancing back onstage and picking up a mic. "We'll be right back!" He sits down in a chair and yawns. "Alright, we do Free Bird as a finisher, and that'll be, what 14-15 minutes? So we only need to do another 3-4 songs before that. I'm gonna go ahead and say Bliss and Run Like Hell since those would be my favorites." He trots over and whispers in Soren's ear, before having a brief argument with him in a barking, rough language you might recognize as a form of Dragish spoken only by a select few tribes from the northern mountains, which Chris was fluent in. At the end Soren rolled his eyes and walked into the back, emerging a few seconds later with a Telecaster. Quickly thanking him Chris winked at the other band members when he came back. "Very precious guitar to Soren this is. Given to him by David Gilmour-he roadied for Floyd on the Division Bell tour. I think it'd be good to use it for Run Like Hell-seeing as my guitar's a seven-string the tone and the strings don't really work for a song like that." He begins singing the lyrics quietly as he tunes the guitar down. About half an hour later he nods to the rest of the band. "Ready to go back on?"