[IC Inbox -- Snowblind]

[heavensreader]

Is it worki - oh. Ahem. This is Kesara Freamon. Please leave your message here and I will call back on you as soon as I can.







Wait, is it still - argh, how do I ma-

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[heavensreader]

[Kesara thinks about that. All the things she could say. You're not me, Mr. Solomons. You're a man. You're a sahib. You can read and write. You're not me.

She doesn't say them, though, because he can't help any of them. Some things are just her. That's simply how it is, to be Kesara.]

Thank you, Mr. Solomons. I'll do better, you'll see that I will.