[Can he sense them? See them? A liar, the way Rinzler was, ready to yank the wool over their eyes and laugh at how easily he fooled them? A moment, and they regard the TAB in their hands. Punch out the message, short and flat.]
O.K.
[Hand it back.]
[Footsteps tap quietly away.]
[The child lingers at the periphery of the cave's edge, silent.]
no subject
[Can he sense them? See them? A liar, the way Rinzler was, ready to yank the wool over their eyes and laugh at how easily he fooled them? A moment, and they regard the TAB in their hands. Punch out the message, short and flat.]
O.K.
[Hand it back.]
[Footsteps tap quietly away.]
[The child lingers at the periphery of the cave's edge, silent.]