"Why, you scared of it?" Kovacs asks, trying to make pleasant conversation even though he's nearly screaming the words. Has to over whatever warbling is currently infecting this fucking station. And if he thinks too much, goes quiet, he's only going to hear it or he's going to hear Quell and he doesn't want to hear anything right now.

Fucking shit, he hates this station.

"Least you have one," Kovacs says, going by Miller's previous words. "Would have been worried if you didn't."