[NNnnnn. Zulf looks as though he's halfway ready to make a run to the edge of the Bastion. This isn't what he wanted to do at all. His shoulders just stay slumped.]
Zia... it really isn't appropriate. [But fine. He takes in a deep breath and straightens himself up, eyes closing. The words don't take very much thought to recall at all. They've been with him since childhood, after all. He starts out humming, just to get the tune right, before he starts to sing properly.]
I set my sail Fly the wind it will take me Back to my home, sweet home...
Lie on my back Clouds are making way for me I'm coming home, sweet home.
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[NNnnnn. Zulf looks as though he's halfway ready to make a run to the edge of the Bastion. This isn't what he wanted to do at all. His shoulders just stay slumped.]
Zia... it really isn't appropriate. [But fine. He takes in a deep breath and straightens himself up, eyes closing. The words don't take very much thought to recall at all. They've been with him since childhood, after all. He starts out humming, just to get the tune right, before he starts to sing properly.]
I set my sail
Fly the wind it will take me
Back to my home, sweet home...
Lie on my back
Clouds are making way for me
I'm coming home, sweet home.