[Sorrow watches Hanna for a moment -- the man was speaking to the stones, so does that mean he can see the spirits also? But Hanna doesn't have that focused look, the eyes locked onto empty air, the sense of interaction. He's talking to something, yes, but not to another voice. His expression turns to its usual rueful close-lipped smile, worn out, but still there.]
Re: action;
Pardon me. I did not intend to interrupt.