Myitt hesitantly lowers her hands, cringing as she moves her arm into a more comfortable position. And as Kierdan actually speaks. She looks at Corliss. "Hey," she says, waving. "I think it's okay."
Corliss lowers his hands from Michael's ears. "What is that thing?"
"Just a child," says Myitt. "Sort of. Shal, did he just...talk? And I didn't lose consciousness?"