Staring off in a daze yet again, Korrin frowns softly as voices other than Araceli's reach her first. But the lovely lady suddenly at her side isn't one to be ignored, even as Korrin is in no shape to give her the attention and appreciation she deserves. Her eyes try to focus, though she barely lifts that head as though it's far too heavy for such actions. How she made it as far as the tavern, Korrin probably can't even recall.

"The noise...it's good. When it's quiet and I'm not focusing on them, I can hear them. The spirits. It's weird, I'm no medium. Shouldn't be hearing them at all. The Veil isn't that thin here, either. When I try to focus on them, they shut up, but when I don't, they won't stop. 'Sannoying."