[She hears his words and nods her head that she understands, but there was far too much white in her eyes. Every feather she has is laying as flat as it will go.

There was silence to accompany her panic. But, it was almost more frightening than the threats, cajoling, and insanities she had been hearing before.]

S-sollux. _{The voices are gone.}

[Hearing her own death rattle, makes the voices go away? There has to be a trick or something else to it. There's another shoe, and she's waiting for it to drop.]