[The PCD turns on to soft static- nothing, barely even breathing can be heard, and for a moment, it almost seems as if it was accidental, before-]
...a year.
[He lets out a quiet sigh.]
I've been here a year. Not long at all, all things considered, but...
[Yuca trails off then, and is quiet for another short while.]The flowers are blooming in
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