[She curls into herself, clutching her body tightly for a moment...
But then she notices; he isn't speaking her language. It isn't Arabic, either. It sounds...it sort of sounds like what "Late Egyptian" sounds like, though she doesn't understand a word of it. The syllables just sound similar, but...
How can that be?
Why would someone be speaking late Egyptian to her?
Why would she be here at all? Wasn't she supposed to be in the museum? Where did she go? What happened? What...?
Breathe. Breathe, Inko. He's trying to speak to you. He doesn't seem to understand a word you're saying.
Inko closes her eyes...breathes...
Takes a deep, deep breath.
Then lets it out.
In...
Then out...
In...and out...
She shakes her head, wiping her eyes and standing on wobbly legs.]
I...don't understand you.
[From the look of the room, it looks like she's in an underground chamber of some sort, standing in the middle of a...
...coffin? Sarcophagus?
What is she doing in there? Oh Gods, what was she doing in the coffin? Was someone going to kill her?! Oh no, she can't--!
Focus!
She takes another deep breath, trying to stop herself from hyperventilating. Panicking won't do her any good; this man is her only hope for finding anything out, and she has to find some way to communicate with him...!
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But then she notices; he isn't speaking her language. It isn't Arabic, either. It sounds...it sort of sounds like what "Late Egyptian" sounds like, though she doesn't understand a word of it. The syllables just sound similar, but...
How can that be?
Why would someone be speaking late Egyptian to her?
Why would she be here at all? Wasn't she supposed to be in the museum? Where did she go? What happened? What...?
Breathe. Breathe, Inko. He's trying to speak to you. He doesn't seem to understand a word you're saying.
Inko closes her eyes...breathes...
Takes a deep, deep breath.
Then lets it out.
In...
Then out...
In...and out...
She shakes her head, wiping her eyes and standing on wobbly legs.]
I...don't understand you.
[From the look of the room, it looks like she's in an underground chamber of some sort, standing in the middle of a...
...coffin? Sarcophagus?
What is she doing in there? Oh Gods, what was she doing in the coffin? Was someone going to kill her?! Oh no, she can't--!
Focus!
She takes another deep breath, trying to stop herself from hyperventilating. Panicking won't do her any good; this man is her only hope for finding anything out, and she has to find some way to communicate with him...!
She puts her hand on her chest, biting her lip.
She shakes, just a little.]
Inko. I'm...Inko.
[She pats her chest again.]
Inko.