[While Milla looks pristine, Sasha looks..filthy. He had been hunting down those who have survived, killing them, and taking them to in incinerator. He wonders if he should approach her.]
[Milla had been helping people clear out the bodies, but since people would be concerned if they saw her disheveled, she had taken the time to tend to her appearance. After she gets through another run of the song, she perks up, sensing Sasha there.]
Are you going to just stand there forever, darling?
[Mami watches the video all the way through, almost entranced by the song. It feels like she's intruding on something private; considering the strange angle of the video and how vulnerable the woman looks, it wasn't something meant to be broadcasted. Mami probably shouldn't say anything, but on the other hand, it would probably be a good idea to let the woman know she's being recorded.]
A lullaby? Well... it certainly does seem to be soothing enough.
[A pause, then she speaks up again, frowning a little.]
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... hm. I'm not sure if 'intrude' is the right word... but this seemed somewhat personal. I thought you'd like to know that this was being broadcasted.
Thank you, darling. [She's a wee bit bashful that people saw her, but she's Milla. She flies through awkward situations fine.] My mother used to sing it to me when I was young.
Oh, don't worry about that, sweetie. I've had my time. Just a little moment to reflect and pray, is all. I have to say that I've fallen behind on any religious practice. [She lost faith after the orphanage she worked at burned with the children inside, and she never really picked it up again while she worked in America. Recently, though, who else is there to ask for help from?]
[He turns red. Shit, she doesn't know that's recording]
I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I just. I recognized that song, is all.
[Not a particularly happy memory. An orphanage is a hell of a place to adjust to at six, and listening to the immigrant ladies singing to the children in the room downstairs... it had helped him to fall asleep, those first few nights]
I...spent some time in an orphanage as a kid. Well, they didn't call it that but... same thing.
The ladies there...they were probably Brazilian, I didn't know at six. They would sing that to the babies in the room below me. I just.. I don't know why it stuck with me.
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Are you going to just stand there forever, darling?
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That's a beautiful song.
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Milla jumps a little in place, looking down at her communicator and quickly wiping her eyes. Goddamn it, communicator.]
Oh! Yes, yes, it was always my favorite. It's a lullaby where I grew up.
[...Fuck, all that was recording, wasn't it?]
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[A pause, then she speaks up again, frowning a little.]
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... hm. I'm not sure if 'intrude' is the right word... but this seemed somewhat personal. I thought you'd like to know that this was being broadcasted.
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Thank you.
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[She keeps her eyes on the cross. It's a disturbing lullaby.]
'The canoe capsized. Why did it turn? It was because of Sandra, who didn't know how to row.
If I were a little fishy and knew how to swim, I would save Sandra from the bottom of the sea.'
Very dark if you think about it, darling, but I loved listening to my mother sing it when I was a little girl.
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Your mother, huh?
Sounds nice.
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[You know, she'd be happy to sing to you, too.]
Care to join me?
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Would you like me to leave you in peace?
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[He turns red. Shit, she doesn't know that's recording]
I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I just. I recognized that song, is all.
[Not a particularly happy memory. An orphanage is a hell of a place to adjust to at six, and listening to the immigrant ladies singing to the children in the room downstairs... it had helped him to fall asleep, those first few nights]
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She looks over at the communicator, cocking her head.]
Did you, sweetie? Where from? I've only heard it in Brazil.
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The ladies there...they were probably Brazilian, I didn't know at six. They would sing that to the babies in the room below me. I just.. I don't know why it stuck with me.
Sorry to bother you.
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It's a beautiful song. No wonder you remember it.
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