[The communicator clicks on and for a few moments the only sounds are the distant rumble of the engines, the faint splashing of the water against the hull and the breeze. Then Karis speaks up, but her voice has lost its usual gravelly undertones, its rasp. She sounds... human, actually.]...you never think about the little stuff. Like the breeze on
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