[ For a long moment, the only thing to answer Vander is silence. It is impossible to discern what the girl is thinking; her expression is as unreadable and dispassionate as it ever is, unchanging.
But this time, there is no tray of food, no delivery of basic necessities accompanying her arrival. Instead, Adelfoúla takes a small step closer to his cell. Her voice is quiet, soft, and just as empty at her gaze. ]
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But this time, there is no tray of food, no delivery of basic necessities accompanying her arrival. Instead, Adelfoúla takes a small step closer to his cell. Her voice is quiet, soft, and just as empty at her gaze. ]
You talk in your sleep.