[It's eerily quiet when the feed cuts in - the sound of glass tapping a tabletop can be heard. Breathing, and even a small sigh. The sound is slightly muffled by Fai's fingers fiddling with the communicator; he's thoughtlessly playing with it. After a few minutes, speaking can be heard.]
Y'still haven't told me what y'want for your birthday.
I have
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