Giving a slight sigh at the change back to his preferred music, Samuel leaned back against the wall again, trying to relax. However, the music slowly ebbed away, leaving him somewhat confused. Had it been damaged by whoever messed around with them? The lack of music gives way to the noises from around him, and the teen winces slightly at the noise. He'd avoided his stronger painkillers so he'd be alert in the initiation - so they were starting to wear off a bit, and the lack of soothing noise left him a little disorientated.
"Hey. Samuel. It's your conscience. We haven't spoken in a while." Samuel can't help but snort lightly in amusement at the voice. It was fairly obvious that it wasn't quite a voice in his head - after all, he'd already been through that phase and done that - but it was a pretty good way to mess with someone. He weren't quite sure who was behind the headphone ghost, but you had some suspicions. "Yea, sure thing. Where you been for the last ten years?" He questioned, slight grin on his face, before Samuel reached into his bag again to find his medical pack. He wouldn't take away the mysterious voice's fun, not that much of a joykill, but he did need to stop himself getting a migraine.