Noriko smiles to herself as she is able to recall the the song from the Scavengerlands...and its anti-Immaculate lyrics. As the harps continue, she finds herself being lulled by the strings, almost into a trance. In a way its like she nodded off where she stood. And then the tree branch fell, its collision with the ground jarring her out of her help-dreaming state.<br/><br/>Looking around, Noriko isn't entirely sure what happened. For some reason she recalls a being in a fight...but she hasn't moved from the spot she's been in. Shaking her head, she tries not to pay attention to the strange, alienated feeling that has encroached itself onto her. She must've nodded off against her own wishes and had a dream. She checks to see if the old man removed the sign.