Huh. So the little communicators, then, nothing like that? [ As she speaks, he finds himself looking around at the metal halls, picturing the window turned towards the stars, or the flight deck of his ship. Bodhi purses his lips. ]
You're right, I think I would.
So. [ Since he's hijacked the conversation, a little bit -- ] What would you like to ask me?
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You're right, I think I would.
So. [ Since he's hijacked the conversation, a little bit -- ] What would you like to ask me?