Want to be a test audience? If so…
Please read the following conversation. This is not the actual story… I have removed the thoughts and facial expressions. I want to find out if someone overhearing just the voices would think.
K: “Hello Denny,” D: “Kimne, hello, you look well,” K: “You too. Please sit.” D: *pause* *chair moves* “Thank you.” *pause* “You know, I was quite surprised to see you yesterday.” K: “I guess so, Denny,” D: “Folks around here don’t call me Denny; it’s usually Den or Densaye,” K: “Is it. I guess I never learned your real name, when we, ah, met in Camos.” D: “Ah, I’m sorry about that…” *pause* *dishes rattle* “Keep the change,” Girl: “Thank you!” K: “How did I know you were going to say that?” D: “What?” K: “Nothing, just a habit I picked up from you. I thought you were being extravagant, like as if to impress me, always dealing in silver and refusing to take copper. Looking back now I can see the real reason.” D: “Ah, yes.” *pause* “So you mentioned that, ah, you have a son now?” K: “Yes. Fine young boy he is. Ayden is his name. Quite like his father, in a lot of ways,” D: “Good to hear. Have you told him…” *pause* “Have you told him, ah, what happened to his father?” K: *pause* “Just that he died, quite painfully at that. May Sulam grant him rest.” D: “Ouch. Well, that’s for the best, I suppose. I am sure you are a wonderful mother to him.” K: “Yes, it has been hard, but we make do. I probably would not have come this far without Orell and Kanita. They have been wonderful.” D: “That’s good to hear. I am happy that you are well. I’ve thought of you often, but I never imagined that you had a son and raised him on your own.” *pause* “My heart grows heavy at the thought of the hardship you have endured. I would certainly not wish that on anyone.” K: *pause* “I know. I know, and thank you for saying so.” *teapot rattles* “So, enough about me, what have you been up to? You have sons, of your own now!” D: “Yes. Ardasho is the oldest, then Daytha, then Ormonn. Ardasho is probably a year and a half to two years younger than your Ayden.” K: “That’s… wonderful!” D: “Well, Morela and I are quite proud of them. Ardasho and Ormonn are both training hard; they want to travel to Aldavor and be officers in the King’s Guard.” K: “Ah, just like their father, yeah?” D: “Better than me, actually! They’ve been studying some new methods from Kin’tas too. Scary stuff.” K: “That’s great. I’m sure they will do quite well.” *chairs move* “Well I had better get back. It was good to see you again.” D: “Thank you, and you too. Please take care of yourself, and take care of Ayden.” K: “Of course, and you take care as well,” “Safe travels to you!”
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