Byrne waited for Rei to reply with something other than 'an apology is not required' (good god, she sounded more like a machine than a human at times...), but after a moment of the silent treatment he sighed softly and ran a hand through his hair. No answer was even better than a vague answer, really. This conversation was certainly going somewhere fast.
What was it going to take to get Rei to open up a little more? Nothing he was saying was working. It almost felt like they were on completely different wavelengths here. Should he just give up? After all, it wasn't really fair for him to keep prodding her about her purpose (or what else might be bothering her, if anything) if she didn't want to talk about it. They should be trying to figure out what to do about the rest of the night anyway, so maybe he could switch subjects to that and let the purpose talk drop. But he didn't really want to do that, because it just didn't feel right to ignore something that felt wrong here. What should he do?
Before he could act on his concerns, however, the intercom suddenly came to life and interrupted his thoughts. Not only was the random broadcast poorly timed, but it was literally painful to listen to this time around, too. What was that high pitched sound-?! The static, those numbers...Byrne winced, resisting the urge to throw his hands up to cover his ears. He was trying to understand what he was hearing, but none of it made any sense. Ring around the Rosie? Something that sounded kind of like binary code? What in the--?!
And then just as suddenly, it was all over. Silence. Nothing happening as far as he could hear and see around them. "What was that all about?" the prosecutor wondered aloud, frowning deeply as he looked around them for any sign of change. Without some new immediate threat around, there didn't seem to be much of a point to that broadcast. Besides, y'know, the typical 'scare the living daylights out of every patient' excuse. But honestly, that was getting pretty old now.
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What was it going to take to get Rei to open up a little more? Nothing he was saying was working. It almost felt like they were on completely different wavelengths here. Should he just give up? After all, it wasn't really fair for him to keep prodding her about her purpose (or what else might be bothering her, if anything) if she didn't want to talk about it. They should be trying to figure out what to do about the rest of the night anyway, so maybe he could switch subjects to that and let the purpose talk drop. But he didn't really want to do that, because it just didn't feel right to ignore something that felt wrong here. What should he do?
Before he could act on his concerns, however, the intercom suddenly came to life and interrupted his thoughts. Not only was the random broadcast poorly timed, but it was literally painful to listen to this time around, too. What was that high pitched sound-?! The static, those numbers...Byrne winced, resisting the urge to throw his hands up to cover his ears. He was trying to understand what he was hearing, but none of it made any sense. Ring around the Rosie? Something that sounded kind of like binary code? What in the--?!
And then just as suddenly, it was all over. Silence. Nothing happening as far as he could hear and see around them. "What was that all about?" the prosecutor wondered aloud, frowning deeply as he looked around them for any sign of change. Without some new immediate threat around, there didn't seem to be much of a point to that broadcast. Besides, y'know, the typical 'scare the living daylights out of every patient' excuse. But honestly, that was getting pretty old now.