Always. I always hear it. [ Her voice is still quiet. She takes another deep quaff from her glass and then sets it on the bedside table before she turns to face him directly. ] Sometimes it's quieter than others.

[ She doesn't have a clue how to determine what that means. All she's discerned is that, if she can either be distracted or drunk enough, it becomes dull enough to actually think, to find a bit of peace, but even those reprieves seem to be getting shorter and shorter. Rarely can she get more than a few hours of sleep before the roar starts to grow again. ] Like I said, it was better before, when we were on the ship.

[ Her forehead slowly wrinkles as she thinks about that. The night that Rhy asked to meet in the Horizon, she'd been woken by a particularly strong wave of noise. Stronger than it had been in several days. That was the night that they'd -- ]

They sent a casket to the Singularity, Thorne. [ Her eyes widen. She's still not sure exactly how it all connects other than the timeline. ] They did it while everyone was distracted at the banquet. Opened a portal and sent some Summoned to the crater, then smuggled 'em back before anyone noticed. It was before they signed the ceasefire agreement. [ So just a little light treachery. ] That was the night the noise started to get loud again.