[voice]
[Susan has taken some time to get used to her device, read a few of the posts, realize that every other piece of equipment she has on her is next to useless.
...except the guns. And the knife. But that’s not the point.
The point is, there’s only a little hesitation in the voice that speaks to her NV now. She needs answers and her determination is plain in her voice.]
My name is Susan. I’m looking for a guy named Martin, or for... [There’s a pause and clear reluctance as she speaks again.] ...or for a man named Harry Dresden.
If they’re out there, send them my way, will you?
[There’s a pause as if she’s thinking of adding something, perhaps her last name, perhaps a request for the Fellowship to contact her, but she reconsiders and the line goes silent.]
...except the guns. And the knife. But that’s not the point.
The point is, there’s only a little hesitation in the voice that speaks to her NV now. She needs answers and her determination is plain in her voice.]
My name is Susan. I’m looking for a guy named Martin, or for... [There’s a pause and clear reluctance as she speaks again.] ...or for a man named Harry Dresden.
If they’re out there, send them my way, will you?
[There’s a pause as if she’s thinking of adding something, perhaps her last name, perhaps a request for the Fellowship to contact her, but she reconsiders and the line goes silent.]