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Radio; 001

[There's a strong sound of static on this broadcast. Perhaps it's from all the salt. Still, a voice gets through. It's the voice of a young girl and it sounds skeptical and just a tad put-out.]

Hello?

...I was told there are people on the other side of this, but I have looked and there was no one there.

If there are people where I cannot see, then I am looking for my friend. His name is Ico.

[There's a pause, filled only by static before she speaks again.]

I am Yorda.

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[She sounds a little downcast]

No. There wasn't time for such things. ...We did not even speak the same words.

...how could you have formed a relationship if you could not verbally communicate?

[She wouldn't call it impossible...exactly...but the likelihood was more than improbable, from her experience and perspective.]

Our words were different, but our purpose was one. And there are ways to speak without words.

Such as...?

[Her tone spoke of interest.]

Hands. Face. Words that are not words.

[For someone who attempted to be as literal and/or precise in her wording as possible...hearing precisely the opposite kind of speech took her a moment to properly process. And then decode.]

You are...referring to a series of subtle facial expression and/or coded gestures meant to universally convey your intended meaning.

[Hal Jordan often used something similar. Except he kept talking as he did it.]

[Give it a minute.]

...Yes.

[There we go.]

He was kind.

[Now that was something she could empathize with.]

Kindness can be...very important, I agree. Many friendship I have come to cherish began with a single act of good will.

Such are things spoken without words. I am glad.

Then I wish you success in your attempts to find this Ico person, so that you may continue feeling glad in his presence.

Thank you.

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