[ic] oo1; but for what we have left undone
VOICE;
[ The crackle of static; transmitter switched on. For a moment, there’s nothing but harsh breathing and the sounds of clambering limbs, like a man trying to get back to his feet and only partially succeeding. ]
This... [ The voice is slightly raspy. There’s a clearing of the throat, and when the voice comes again it is smooth, composed. His breathing is level again. ]
This isn’t Namimori. I demand an explanation.
Now.
[ The crackle of static; transmitter switched on. For a moment, there’s nothing but harsh breathing and the sounds of clambering limbs, like a man trying to get back to his feet and only partially succeeding. ]
This... [ The voice is slightly raspy. There’s a clearing of the throat, and when the voice comes again it is smooth, composed. His breathing is level again. ]
This isn’t Namimori. I demand an explanation.
Now.