01. [voice]
[His voice is low, hushed, but not quite a whisper, and clear as a bell against muffled the sounds of Anatole's streets. It's somewhere in that zone that could be either some sort of crazed stalker slinking through the streets talking to themselves or one of those serial killers who thinks nobody will ever catch them. Or maybe it's a jilted lover who's out for revenge on the one they lost.
Either way, it's definitely not the sound of somebody who's terribly sane...]
...Aya?
Figures that you tell me I have to choose for myself and then you disappear again. You always do that. Is this a test, then? You said I already passed, though. Am I supposed to sit around until I figure out what's holding me here? That'll take a while, but just you wait, Aya.
I'll find it... and then I'll come find you. It'll be just like it used to be.
Either way, it's definitely not the sound of somebody who's terribly sane...]
...Aya?
Figures that you tell me I have to choose for myself and then you disappear again. You always do that. Is this a test, then? You said I already passed, though. Am I supposed to sit around until I figure out what's holding me here? That'll take a while, but just you wait, Aya.
I'll find it... and then I'll come find you. It'll be just like it used to be.