[The voice that Sin heard quietly counting as he tried to stop his head from spinning rang through as familiar to him, and familiarity was a welcome thing to cling to in his disoriented state. He was still woozy, but he managed to sit up in his stretcher, glance around the room for the source of the voice, and upon spotting it leapt out of and stumbled from his bed to just about pounce to the side of the bed from which the familiar voice had come.]
[He didn't even know the man's name, but for some reason the prospect of familiarity suddenly filled with him with a great happiness he couldn't explain.]
You're the guy that was talking about that soul-powered machine, aren't you? I recognize your voice!
[..There was something bizarrely excited and lilted about the young man's voice, cheery despite their surroundings, and despite the more confident, laid-back tone he'd exhibited in their previous conversation. It was bordering on unnatural.]
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[He didn't even know the man's name, but for some reason the prospect of familiarity suddenly filled with him with a great happiness he couldn't explain.]
You're the guy that was talking about that soul-powered machine, aren't you? I recognize your voice!
[..There was something bizarrely excited and lilted about the young man's voice, cheery despite their surroundings, and despite the more confident, laid-back tone he'd exhibited in their previous conversation. It was bordering on unnatural.]