[ Sabine considered him. Then, a glance out over his shoulder at the sky and then down at her hand on the physical object of The Singularity, which still felt more like a conduit tunnel to The Singularity itself than the actuality of it. Something that was definitely starting to grate in the distance, and the edges that impeded her senses in this world, the physical one and the Horizon. ]
When I touch it, I get emotions and images—a mass of them—like—
[ She cut off, shooting a look back. ] No tv's where you were, right?
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When I touch it, I get emotions and images—a mass of them—like—
[ She cut off, shooting a look back. ]
No tv's where you were, right?