voice;
[ the first few seconds of the recording seem to be nothing but a static sort of silence, and it would seem to be a mistake of some inexplicable sort until he finally begins to speak, breaking the quiet with what sounds like a low and heavy sigh. ]
I'm... back.
[ a pause, one that stretches on for seconds, minutes, long enough to seem as if though that's the end of it before he speaks again. his voice is lower the second time around, the weariness a little more audible. ]
How long has it been? If anyone's willing, I'd like a count of residents both old newly arrived, and those [ a brief pause, barely there. ] who have been sent back.
... Nanako?
Souji?
[ a beat. ]
R-- Mustang?
I'm... back.
[ a pause, one that stretches on for seconds, minutes, long enough to seem as if though that's the end of it before he speaks again. his voice is lower the second time around, the weariness a little more audible. ]
How long has it been? If anyone's willing, I'd like a count of residents both old newly arrived, and those [ a brief pause, barely there. ] who have been sent back.
... Nanako?
Souji?
[ a beat. ]
R-- Mustang?