"I will NOT give it to you." Although, of course, even as her mouth formed the words, no sound came out from her lips. Her hand goes to her throat. Her voice. Gone. She looked at Raphael resentfully. He was going to win, wasn't he?
"It costs $200." She mouthed the words. He seems to be able to read her mind anyway. Maybe he'll understand? "That's how much I could sell it for. If you want it, I want money. And my voice."
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"I will NOT give it to you." Although, of course, even as her mouth formed the words, no sound came out from her lips. Her hand goes to her throat. Her voice. Gone. She looked at Raphael resentfully. He was going to win, wasn't he?
"It costs $200." She mouthed the words. He seems to be able to read her mind anyway. Maybe he'll understand? "That's how much I could sell it for. If you want it, I want money. And my voice."