I can still vaguely hear some sounds, brought by the water flow and carried away by the wind.
A chuckle of joy, a soft murmur, a sob of pain, and finally silence.
"I said, can you hear me?"
"Don't talk nonsense about things in fairy tales." He pretended to smile mysteriously, "Otherwise, things will be summoned."
"You are conflicted."
They are returning to silence and no longer make any sound.