She remains silent, looking at the recorder as though it might reveal its secrets through vision instead of sound -- but her glance flicks to Cooper frequently.
"Diane. I'm in a darkened corridor..."
As he describes what he's -- not seeing, but experiencing, she listens carefully; taking note of the words said as well as the inflections of his speech.
"...the ceiling might be a little lower."
"I had scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning."
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Date: 2006-11-19 06:21 am (UTC)"Diane. I'm in a darkened corridor..."
As he describes what he's -- not seeing, but experiencing, she listens carefully; taking note of the words said as well as the inflections of his speech.
"...the ceiling might be a little lower."
"I had scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning."
Moiraine's lips tighten.