Juni: [[ thinking]] How did my life even come to this, lying on a cold metal table while an absent-minded psychiatrist runs random and ill-conceived experiments on my memory?
Juni: [[thinking]] Sure, he’s my superior officer and and my friend, but maybe I should just live with what I have?
Juni: [[Internal non-voice, in blue, mostly obscured]] something important
Juni: [[thinking]] I guess there something I discovered which we need to know. This just seems so one-sided, though.
Juni: [[internal non-voice]] Maybe if I cooperate I can get tenure
Juni: [[thinking]] I’d be the first tenured Kayohash in Southern- oh, but I wasn’t native-hatched.
Juni: [[intertnal non-voice]] laws are malleable
Tamu: Juni? We’re about to begin.
Voice: [[word balloon with irregularly scalloped and crenelated edges]] …?
Tamu: Yes, Juni?
Juni: Did you just ask me a question?
Tamu: No, I said we were about to begin.
Juni: No, after that. I thought I smelled your voice.