A shame that being blinding light was something of a default state for Murmur. One he didn't particularly enjoy, nor intend to maintain over long.

With no war to fight and no enemies at the gates that blinding, overwhelming rage he'd arrived with faded like a dimming light bulb. A thread of worry breaking through, he'd not initially been in his room but he could be there quickly yes.

Of course, Kankri, he remembered the way things worked here now.

You're distressed. I will make haste. But first he had to get the light under control. Easy enough, though the bloody wings would take longer. He'll just have to deal with that.