[He doesn't believe his ears. That voice. He looks up, eyes and skin beneath stained indigo, like he hasn't slept in a week or two.]
[In case it is, he tries, he really does try to sound normal, but there are differences. In spite of the obvious roughness his voice is actually even more lyrical than it used to be, but the whimsical singsong sounds pretty forced. An almost tentative smile that's a shade of his usual smiles starts across his face. He doesn't recognize Dave yet.]
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:38 am (UTC)[In case it is, he tries, he really does try to sound normal, but there are differences. In spite of the obvious roughness his voice is actually even more lyrical than it used to be, but the whimsical singsong sounds pretty forced. An almost tentative smile that's a shade of his usual smiles starts across his face. He doesn't recognize Dave yet.]