[Low breathing, faint background static, almost like wind cutting across the microphone.]

That's...That is much better. Still a little harder than I am accustomed to, a little sharper, but...I can handle this, I think.

[Heavy swallow.]My thanks to everyone who worried about me. That was...a new experience. The people worrying, not the trouble ( Read more... )

I think...

[Low hiss, almost a whimper.]

Goddammit get out of my head...!

I--nngh--I am staying in a separate room today.

Please, do not come looking for me. I just--

I can't--

[Another whimper, through clenched teeth, a strangled gulp of breath. Voice is low and pained.]

Dear Makers it's like being eight all over again...

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