Farkas was in a stupor and while he was in a tizzy there was a dangerous and fearful creature gnawing at the back of his head attempting to escape and trap Terra there so that she couldn't keep denying their fate. She kept telling him to stop talking on the situation and just take it for what it was, but she didn't exactly have the best record for staying in one spot when she was confronted with her emotions. He, on the other hand, didn't have a great record with talking to her about what she was feeling. In fact, he stared at the tomb wall and let a sigh out loudly, he had the worst luck of keeping her in one spot. The only time she ever seemed convinced to stay with him was when she was hurt or in need for sex, though he thought that the second one was a bit iffy as they hadn't had enough sex for her to crave it as much as he had or he felt that was the situation because she didn't seem to be bothered so much as he was with having her so near.

Terra was still wandering around the room keeping herself busy, but when he had made the loud sigh sound it had startled her. While she amonished herself for being so jumpy with Farkas, she sat herself down near the fire. He had never given her a reason to fear or distrusted him. She knew that she was being unfair about the situation and he would have never made such demands to her. She stared at his back as she stirred the food giving her hands something to do. She needed to fill the void that was happening right now. She stared at her bag that was laying off to the side, there was a lute there. It had been more of a joke, but she had been at the bard's college long enough to learn some songs, but to sit there and play music was not something that would normally cross her mind, but at this moment her awkward playing might be better than the voice in her head that was telling her that she was a cold hearted bitch that was just needing a good fuck. She truly wanted more then body attraction, she wanted safety, loyalty, and maybe someone a little more willing to take emotional chances then her. She got up slowly and quiet so he wouldn't turn to see what she was doing and got out the small traveling lute.

"Our hero, our hero, Claims a warrior's heart. I tell you, I tell you. The Dragonborn comes. With a Voice wielding power Of the ancient Nord art. Believe, believe, The Dragonborn comes," Terra took a breath as she was not so sure that she was singing it correctly, but continued struggling with her own fate, "It's an end to the evil of all Skyrim's foes. Beware, beware, The Dragonborn comes for the darkness has passed and the legend yet grows. You'll know, you'll know. The Dragonborn's come"

Farkas turned slightly to listen to Terra. He wanted to hear the words she was singing, but didn't want to cause her to react to him still being there. Somewhere he felt like he was imposing on her private thoughts. It was silly because she knew he was there, but there was just something in the way that she was singing that made him feel like a stranger in her world, he was an outsider to these thoughts all the while she was singing a song that was about her. He was familiar with a song out there about her, but he actually didn't know that she could play the lute, sing, or know of these lores about her. He had always assumed that she just ignored gossip or stories about her that were being passed around.

"One does not normally want to hear songs about themselves and the pressures that people are putting on them," Terra whispered, it wasn't that she didn't want Farkas to hear her. The simple fact was that she was ashamed with the way she thought. She would have to push herself forward to complete this task that was thrusted upon her. "You don't know a lot about my journeys because I hadn't told you, but honestly when others are singing of your supposed duties and struggles, how are you not going to know?"

Farkas turned and laid on his back so that he could stare at the ceiling of the cave as he spoke, "You can't let the doubt and darkness win, Terra. You can't let your heart lose just because you have others counting on you. I've heard from others of your kindness. You have been slowly rebuilding places without anything in return is a great deed to sing of. You have done more with this time you have been given than many rulers of this land have in the past." He struggled with himself, he was saying the wrong things and he knew it.

"I went to the Bard's college to learn how to create works that could survive me," she watched him and she carelessly strummed her lute. "I know that most want to die in a great battle or win against a foe, but I was not someone so honorable. I had been in a wagon on my way to my death sentence for god knows what, being female I guess, I never really did anything worth notice before. I didn't lose sleep or struggle with my life as it was, but suddenly we get attacked by a dragon and I witness a Thu'um, and bam I am thrust into a role no one could have predicted. Look at me, Farkas." She watched to see if he would comply.

In a moment of awe, he decided sitting up right would be the best way to pay attention to her. It had been a reaction to her demand. She had commanded him and he followed her instructions. He didn't dare move closer, but his eye met her. His body and mind were clear, he belonged to her, his heart and soul was hers and he didn't want to fight it, the only reason he hadn't exposed himself more openly was because she would have just fled from him.

"You would follow me blindly to your death, you are a fool, you understand this?" she hated herself, but she felt her mouth moving before the rest of her could react. "You heard the song, right? I am destined to struggle and suffer. You can not pretend that I am stable and a good partner. I am a creature of a different mindset. The only reason I could have been chosen for this role was because I was already destined for death. You understand now?" She had to make everything clear for him.

A weak chuckle escaped his lips, Farkas's eyes sharpened hard on her as he took a breath before speaking, "Terra, you are a coward, the most conflicted and distrusting coward I have ever seen. You can do all these amazing things, but as soon as someone shows that they have faith and trust in you, you take the chance to destroy it and disappear into the shadows. Here's your problem, you face everyone else's problems head on and rationally, but as soon as your own responsibilities or destiny stands before you, you will drop everything and run." The words that left his mouth felt right, but they hurt him to say them to her. He had thought it in the past, but to say it to her at this moment might have been a terrible risk.

Terra began laughing, but as soon as that laughter had begun to de down, the tears flowed. He wasn't wrong about it and it felt terrible. "You're right," she responded between the sobs, "This is easier for me. I had taken the chances to escape from others and that allowed peace of mind for me. The struggle and weight of all this is mine and I felt I needed to do it alone. I wanted to do it alone, if I was mena and hated, it would be easy to succumb to the death that awaits me. Now, now I have people who care about me and taking on the task before me makes me hesitate and that makes me a failure."

He wanted to reach out and hug her. To caress and whisper to her, to take away these fears and struggles, but she was who she was because of all of this and right now she was being honest with him. This is what he had wanted. She was showing him everything that she felt and he loved it. She was showing him that she needed someone and was fearful, but attempting to share makes his heart beat speed up. He needed to approach her carefully if he didn't want to spook her so instead of chancing this he sat and listened soaking in her doubts and struggles.