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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[unknowable]

Yes. I'd rather not be that person, but - I would rather not lay down and die, either.

[Luckily it hasn't come to that, not yet. It still might, if they're stuck down in the dark for too long, but not yet.]

But right now, people are looking for us.

[unitas]

Let's hope they find us in time, right? [ but Sharon doesn't want to hope because fuck you Hope. ]

[unknowable]

They will.

[He's not nearly as certain he sounds, but it's better to be certain than to simply be hopeful.]

We aren't going to die down here.

[unitas]

Yeah, I know.

[ it sounds like a girl who does not believe that in the slightest. ]

[unknowable]

[Adam might try to give a pep talk, if he could, but he's absolutely awful at that sort of thing. They'll just both have to deal with this however they can.]

Thanks for talking to me.

[unitas]

Uh, thanks for listening.

[ she'd apologize for her pessimism, but that's not how she rolls. but she does appreciate adam for listening, for talking. it's helped. ]