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[the static has a gait to it now. dut-dutdut-dut. dut-dutdut-dut. winnowing in and out of an invisible wind. ava doesn't answer for longer than she failed to answer before, but not long enough that anyone could conceivably think she did go ahead and die of dehydration.]

█▓ybe I don't know wh▒t arrog▓▓t an█ reckl▒▒s mean in space. It was an a█▓ward sit▒▒tion, and I—

[she did not have a plan for this sentence before going in, which she sees now, was a fatal error, wont to set her face burning. her voice drops into a parched whisper.]

—I mean, I act█d like—what I d█▓ was fucked up ▒nd—

[cryptofascist]

[ Over their mangled connection, it's impossible to tell hesitation from lapsed signal. He hears it in the crackled of her voice, though. It's a fair quandary: What does an adequate apology sound like when you're sorry for someone that wasn't you? ]

Ava. It's okay. [ And it is. It pains him, having to forgive her, when she didn't do anything wrong. But it, unlike the material lifelines out of his grasp, is within his power to give. So he speaks not just quietly, but softly. ] It's alright. If a part of the real you was in there that night, I never assumed that was it.