[It's shapeless, at first, just a graze of sharp ringing followed by very weighted silence. When she manages to form sensible thoughts and extend them to him, she's warm, grateful, and nervous.]
He's my only friend. I'm not sure if you could find him either. I don't know where to start.
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He's my only friend. I'm not sure if you could find him either. I don't know where to start.