Starseeker, still in his funk about... his situation, is currently spending his afternoon in Tur, keeping an eye out just to keep an eye out. He's also, in an attempt to look like something other than a homeless bum that's just hanging around (sometimes he really thinks the Seekers should make Shadow Tongue bathe more and eat fewer Raccoons) he's got his guitar out, playing the Sesame Street theme, in the hopes that it would make him feel better.
It doesn't. He wonders if he cuts himself, would bad poetry spill out instead?