[Audio] Yep, this should have been locked, but alas...he's a little stressed right now
[There's a catch in his breath and a hesitant line between dread and apprehension, and something thin and throaty with desperation that isn't typical of Prydain's overbearing confidence at all.]
Na- Namine?
Did you get your chip out, and forget to tell me?
[Another pause, a swallow....and then a sharper hiss of a sound, between anguish and frustration. Those aren't the white walls of Oblivion he's seeing. It can't be.]
What's...what is this?! This can't be real...I can't be- It couldn't be a memory.
Namine? Please! Please answer me, I know you've got to be there! Discedo can't be fake...Please.
Na- Namine?
Did you get your chip out, and forget to tell me?
[Another pause, a swallow....and then a sharper hiss of a sound, between anguish and frustration. Those aren't the white walls of Oblivion he's seeing. It can't be.]
What's...what is this?! This can't be real...I can't be- It couldn't be a memory.
Namine? Please! Please answer me, I know you've got to be there! Discedo can't be fake...Please.