[The feed seems to flicker and jump a little while before it settles and focuses on the obvious form of little Fay. His hands are covering his ears and his eyes are closed, almost as though he's trying to block something out.
After a few moments he begins to start a mantra of sorts, quiet at first and gradually growing louder.]
I can't hear you, I
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