Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
[The small voice that claimed to whisper truths on the network is back today, but now it sounds very different. It's taken Kesara four days to think through what happened, to mount up the courage, the trust to speak to her tablet again. And perhaps it takes more of both than she yet has. She'd cried herself hiccuping, snotty and hoarse, and her voice sounds as though she'd only just found it again, and clings to it with a desperate child's ferocity. She wants so badly to sound steady. But more than that she wants to be heard.]
Alexander - the tablet, he wouldn't - he wouldn't say that anything was wrong, but I know it was. I know he said things that I didn't say. Or that no one said. I don't know what's true and what were lies. [That is the hardest thing of all to admit. She has to stop then, anxious and angry.] Please, I need to know that you can hear me, that it's really me. I didn't mean for what happened with that man who -
[She stops with a gasp. She'd almost said too much. Whatever else happens, that, she mustn't say. Even if it was a lie, the story of having made a man die by talking to him stays with her.]
[The small voice that claimed to whisper truths on the network is back today, but now it sounds very different. It's taken Kesara four days to think through what happened, to mount up the courage, the trust to speak to her tablet again. And perhaps it takes more of both than she yet has. She'd cried herself hiccuping, snotty and hoarse, and her voice sounds as though she'd only just found it again, and clings to it with a desperate child's ferocity. She wants so badly to sound steady. But more than that she wants to be heard.]
Alexander - the tablet, he wouldn't - he wouldn't say that anything was wrong, but I know it was. I know he said things that I didn't say. Or that no one said. I don't know what's true and what were lies. [That is the hardest thing of all to admit. She has to stop then, anxious and angry.] Please, I need to know that you can hear me, that it's really me. I didn't mean for what happened with that man who -
[She stops with a gasp. She'd almost said too much. Whatever else happens, that, she mustn't say. Even if it was a lie, the story of having made a man die by talking to him stays with her.]
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