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Soon after he began his tune, Price might take note of the fact that he already had an audience. Isa's head poked up from the far side of a stone bridge, turned so as to better position her ear toward the sound. She ducked out of sight again, soon appearing in the dark tunnel formed by the bridge passing over a walking trail. [i]Way to sneak,[/i] she congratulated herself, even as she cast a very distinct person-shaped silhouette against the bright scenery behind her.