[ They reach up and slide their own fingers across their own face as if they could map out what lovely or beautiful wa- Ah! They look up with a sudden thought, and push their telescope towards Miles. ]
Here, look at this. Tell me if it is me. [ It had and hadn't sounded like them, in that odd way recordings do. Enough to be suspicious and enough to doubt. ]
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Here, look at this. Tell me if it is me. [ It had and hadn't sounded like them, in that odd way recordings do. Enough to be suspicious and enough to doubt. ]