Returning from his sojourn out, Aethon arrives just in time to hear Misha burst into full song.  Listening to her, even for this short time, reminds him of his time back in the Eldeen Reaches; there had been a travelling group of performers with a pair of harpy vocalists that passed through the town he had been staying at, and the memories of that night were ones he wouldn't forget for a long time.  Absently moving aside when he realizes that he was blocking the entire doorway, he slowly makes his way over to the spot where Misha and Jules are sitting.  "It's been quite a while since I've had the pleasure of listening to something like that.  Although, you may want to be more careful about that sort of thing, lest you start getting requests from the audience."<br/><br/>Resting his now-heavier pack on the table and picking through the contents, he stops and looks around at those that are still at the enclave.  "No sign of anyone else coming back yet?  I was able to pick up some information on the one we're looking for, but it'd be nice to have everyone back so we don't end up repeating things several times over."