Ah. Here now he was on steady ground, and comfortable ground.

"Ah, is it so? Then tell me this: without the dark, where is the rest? Where is the calm for the grieving and the soothing of aching muscles? What comfort can any of us draw when there is no darkness to shelter us?" He tilted his head, studied the man. "With rules, with endless light, there's nowhere to hide or rest and relax. Things shrivel."