“No, it’s okay,” he murmured. The bustle of Ravnica droned on and on, like white noise. Looking down he closed his eyes and started humming a soft tune. The tune seemed to dance in the air and for a brief moment Ral had solitude on busy city-plane. For along moment, a moment that seemed to last forever, he stood there. Alone and free of angst and worry. After the he stopped the tune it was quite, quieter that Ravnica should ever be, no birds sang their sweet song, no hustle and bustle from the city. Just complete silence.
Finally after awhile he broke the silence,
“Elspeth,” he spoke, his voice cracking,”I need to find her. I need to find Zeico.”
Uhhh meanwhile with Zeico in a sewer
(Source: askelspeth, via askzarek-deactivated20130320)