It comes at the right moment, right when she's started to despair of hearing anything at all in response. She's nearly turned away, and then there's that rap - and she doesn't think for a moment that it's a coincidence.
"Hi," she says, a bit breathlessly, fingers hooking around the bars. "Can you talk? Rap two times if you can't. For whatever reason."
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"Hi," she says, a bit breathlessly, fingers hooking around the bars. "Can you talk? Rap two times if you can't. For whatever reason."