[And yet again, for a moment all that is heard is paper being folded again and again, carefully. Konan is quiet, her voice heavy with thought. She hasn't been around to talk with others, and purposefully avoided contact for a time, it seems, and her voice almost seems to reflect that]And so I return. If I was needed well...I apologize for not being ( Read more... )

A soft brush of static before Konan's voice can be heard, murmuring to herself at first before speaking louder-

Ah...is everything in working order once more...? It appears so, at least. That's good, then. Avoiding this machine was...surprisingly easy for the time. Yet it remains...useful, all the same.

Hm.

Now...comes my question.

-A short ( Read more... )