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[Video || in person] With each passing day, the world finds new and exciting ways to kill a man.
[the feed turns on, but the image is of a child on the bed. Balthier speaks from off-screen.] While I appreciate the gift, I think that it should return home, don't you agree? After all, this is hardly the place for such a young hume - and even it if were, It's probably more effort than it's worth. Costly, too.
[There's a few moment's silence, and then a small whooshing sound, not unsimilar to wind. The child disappears. there's a satisfied sound, before the communicator is dropped. It bounces on the floor slightly, and then settels on the ground, a crooked image of a young child peering at the screen. He giggles, and the dangling earring in his ear jingles slightly distracting him for a minute. he then stands up, picks up the phone because it's shiny, and starts wondering around the halls looking for his father.]
[There's a few moment's silence, and then a small whooshing sound, not unsimilar to wind. The child disappears. there's a satisfied sound, before the communicator is dropped. It bounces on the floor slightly, and then settels on the ground, a crooked image of a young child peering at the screen. He giggles, and the dangling earring in his ear jingles slightly distracting him for a minute. he then stands up, picks up the phone because it's shiny, and starts wondering around the halls looking for his father.]