[She's shaking her head, stepping away from Scott as he says it and she doesn't even sit down. She just tells him that he's wrong. That he heard wrong. That Sophie was wrong. It's not like Sophie can't be wrong. Everyone is seeing things -- doing things they don't even understand. She's waking up far from her own bed, Isaac isn't sleeping, there are people dying -- but it's not Isaac.
Isaac couldn't be one of the ones... She laughs, that nervous shake of a laugh and it's the first sound that cuts into the audio.]
No... see, he's not -- he wouldn't do that. He -- [She shakes her head again, but it's just audio coming through.]
Isaac, tell Scott -- I mean, you can just message him back, because he's telling me that you're dead. That it was you. That Sophie told him -- but he's wrong, because you wouldn't -- you wouldn't -- not to me. You wouldn't leave.
[She exhales that shaken breath, the one that holds onot all those doubts and fears she has that it is true -- that he had been one of the ones...]
So, just -- just message him. Message me - if -- it's okay, whatever it is - right? We can figure it out, you know you have me. I'm not gonna --
[She draws in a breath, just as shaky as the one she had exhaled and her voice pleads softly.] Just message me. Please.
Because... I don't want to do this right now. [Her mouth draws inward, a tight line being drawn as she can feel the tears start to sting. She won't let him hear her. She cuts the audio instead.]
332 || audio || after scott tells her
Isaac couldn't be one of the ones... She laughs, that nervous shake of a laugh and it's the first sound that cuts into the audio.]
No... see, he's not -- he wouldn't do that. He -- [She shakes her head again, but it's just audio coming through.]
Isaac, tell Scott -- I mean, you can just message him back, because he's telling me that you're dead. That it was you. That Sophie told him -- but he's wrong, because you wouldn't -- you wouldn't -- not to me. You wouldn't leave.
[She exhales that shaken breath, the one that holds onot all those doubts and fears she has that it is true -- that he had been one of the ones...]
So, just -- just message him. Message me - if -- it's okay, whatever it is - right? We can figure it out, you know you have me. I'm not gonna --
[She draws in a breath, just as shaky as the one she had exhaled and her voice pleads softly.] Just message me. Please.
Because... I don't want to do this right now. [Her mouth draws inward, a tight line being drawn as she can feel the tears start to sting. She won't let him hear her. She cuts the audio instead.]