one ❀ voice

[unknowable]

[There's no video, because it's too dark in the coffin to show anything anyway. Adam's voice is carefully steady, as if he's keeping himself under control through sheer power of will.]

I saw that Fear said our air supply will be refreshed. I don't know if that's true - I don't know if we can trust him - but I thought people ought to know anyway.

[Not that he necessarily believes anything any of the gods say, but - well. Who knows.]

Talking is a little less impersonal than text. It might help to hear a familiar voice, if any of your friends are buried. There also isn't much to do down here but panic, so if anyone wants to talk - I wouldn't mind.

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[whichend]

I will be sure to ask you, once all this is over.

[ Arya just hopes it ends with both of them alive. It's no guarantee, of course, but to say the unthinkable would be too close to giving up, and she won't do that. She hasn't yet, and she's not about to start now.

There's a pause before Arya speaks again. ]

Do you know what we say to the lord of death, Adam?

[ A beat. ]

"Not today."

Please take care of yourself, even here.

[unknowable]

[He's quiet for a moment, and when he speaks again his voice is a little softer.]

You too, Arya. We'll see each other again soon.

[It's not quite a promise, because Adam can't promise that when they might both die, but it's the closest he can get.]

Thank you.