Lost Creek Hollow Nemo Sine Vitio Est

"Sarah," she introduced herself and similarly to him, it felt as if the art of conversation was something she had not exercised much in very long time an the sound of her voice seemed foreign to her. Empty, emotionless, a mere echo of what it had been. 

"I could not sleep," Sarah replied a moment of awkward silence lasted until she realized that it would be polite to show some interest in Gannet's nightly outings too. "Why are you out?" Even if that information was of no value to her.