[Oh, he saw it. And tried very hard to convince himself it was a lie, a trick of his mind, or perhaps just some coincidence. Gelda Nebilim was dead, and nothing anyone could do could change that. He finally realized that, yet...there was her voice. Dist held his chest for an entirely different reason and fought with himself over what to do.
It can't be her, it's not possible. Wake up, Saphir. This has to be some kind of dream.
But it's her voice. How long have you wanted to hear her voice?
It's not real. Don't say anything. It's not the--]
[Voice] - ♥!
It can't be her, it's not possible. Wake up, Saphir. This has to be some kind of dream.
But it's her voice. How long have you wanted to hear her voice?
It's not real. Don't say anything. It's not the--]
...Professor?