[He doesn't reply right away, because he's kind of stopped breathing altogether at this point.
That's not... It's not...
Lenka closes his eyes.
It was impossible weeks ago. Maybe even days ago. But they've learned a lot since then. About Reapers, about the Game, about too many things that still hurt his head to try and sort out. His thoughts won't move. When he finally gets them to reach his mouth, his voice is shaking.]
Tell them... Tell them I won't accept this kind of hint again.
[He can at least get that much out. It takes a moment or two before he can go on.]
for the record I was eating strawberries and almost choked
That's not... It's not...
Lenka closes his eyes.
It was impossible weeks ago. Maybe even days ago. But they've learned a lot since then. About Reapers, about the Game, about too many things that still hurt his head to try and sort out. His thoughts won't move. When he finally gets them to reach his mouth, his voice is shaking.]
Tell them... Tell them I won't accept this kind of hint again.
[He can at least get that much out. It takes a moment or two before he can go on.]
Max. Can you tell me what kind of Reaper this is?