[He does sound absolutely crazy. But she squints at him, staying perfectly still, and then just... slowly slides the backpack on her back off her shoulder and shoves her hand in there, not breaking eye contact with him until she, sure enough, produces a rock.]
... Is this some magic thing? You just talk into it?
[Her world doesn't have much for long distance communication.]
How do you know you're talking to the right person?
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... Is this some magic thing? You just talk into it?
[Her world doesn't have much for long distance communication.]
How do you know you're talking to the right person?