It wasn't any weirder of a way to start a conversation than several of the ones she'd had with Miles. Most of them, to be exact. Except he tended to leave out every other thought, daring her to keep up. Aigis was just letting herself ramble, and Taura couldn't fault her for it. This must be even more strange for her...

"Fine. Actually fine," she added, since fine usually meant the opposite. Good would have been overstating it, though. She looked down at the cassette again. "It helps remind us that there's still beauty in the world. Even when we're still trapped here."

Keeping their own spirits up was something she hadn't given enough thought to; despair was easy here, and while Taura was fairly resilient to it, not everyone was. "Maybe we'll be able to change that, too. I think we're getting close to getting up to the third floor."