[Click. Clickity click. Kafei fumbles with the communicator. His voice, when he speaks, is that of a boy of twelve or so. But it’s remarkably even, perhaps because of how sullen it is, but for the spike of urgency.]
What is this thing? How is it - not important…
[The voice becomes muffled. Apparently, Kafei has tucked it away, too busy to bother
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Kafei? Kafei?
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You know me.
[Another pause. It's easy to imagine the youth investigating the contraption.]
Similar to one of those whispering stones...?
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I think I know who I am!
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There is one problem.
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Oh.
... Kafei, did the Giants come?
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Look. Where are you?
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