[Of all the people she might have expected to reply on the little screen, Sergeant Barnes is not one of them, seeing as that means she's talking with a ghost and this leaves her wondering whether there's yet another level of strangeness at play; questioning her own mortality isn't something she wants to do today, but neither is the collar and trying to understand how to get out of this odd sexual contract she had never signed]
Sergeant Barnes. Forgive my rudeness, but I mourned you at a very moving funeral.
[It had been lovely, even if she hadn't cried the most, but lovely all the same]
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Sergeant Barnes. Forgive my rudeness, but I mourned you at a very moving funeral.
[It had been lovely, even if she hadn't cried the most, but lovely all the same]
Is everyone able to hear us?