There was no immediate reply to Zarek's words. However, to the man who had been through three lifetimes and was working on his fourth right this moment, any tidbit was information.
'It might not be that he isn't replying, but that it's taking him a while to.'
Now that Zarek thought about it, he had been messing around for a while. First it was his food tray, then the bars, then the food slot. Every time he touched one of them, he paused for a while so that Harmonic Recall could take effect and so that he could digest the information it was giving him.
"Who are you?"
The voice finally echoed in Zarek's head, and he couldn't help but grin. The question now was whether it would be better for him to pretend to be sharper or duller. Which tool did he want to pull from the toolbox?
Zarek chose to reply immediately.
