[Voice]
[There is a familiar crack of electricity, and for a moment just silence. Then there is a not so familiar crackle, something that sounds somewhere between electricity and a distant toll of a bell. Strange and echoing. It seems Yorda retaliated against her shock.
When she speaks, her tone is neutral.]
I have word for you. Many word. But for so long, I do not know how to say them.
I am knowing now.
...Person has killed. I am not know you or why you kill scientist. But there is person dead, and that person will not come back. That is death. Person here, they forget death. It is so easy for to be forgetting such thing. Easy to forget in place where person come back.
But person from here, when they die they do not come back. They die. All thing must.
You are all same. We are same. Why so many kill, I do not know. But person is dead. Person who is knowing your way home.
When she speaks, her tone is neutral.]
I have word for you. Many word. But for so long, I do not know how to say them.
I am knowing now.
...Person has killed. I am not know you or why you kill scientist. But there is person dead, and that person will not come back. That is death. Person here, they forget death. It is so easy for to be forgetting such thing. Easy to forget in place where person come back.
But person from here, when they die they do not come back. They die. All thing must.
You are all same. We are same. Why so many kill, I do not know. But person is dead. Person who is knowing your way home.