[ The feed switches on to a young woman in a wheelchair. Her dark hair is drawn back in a ponytail giving her an air of seriousness that doesn't quite seem to fit her. Her eyes seem to flick uncertainly, and then her first words -- ]
Is it on?
[ Let you work out why. She can't see. ]
Thank you, Robert.
[ She draws herself up, as if trying to project
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