[Voice]

[dragonsboy]

[There's a groan, a rustle of leaves and then a long pause. Then -quite suddenly- a voice cries out-] Legna!

[A short beat, and then the voice returns, dejected.]

Oh, he can't hear me. I hope he's all right.

[There's another rustle, then the sound of flipping pages, and soft, indiscernible murmurs.]