[As the "static" cleared away, it would appear that Pulse himself were just on the other side of the screen, the face and head being exact in scale to his real head and face. Of course, the truth was that he was just on the other side of the screen, and could poke his head right through to the space in Ishimaru's bedroom, except that he had a sense of manners in regard to entering other people's spaces and wouldn't do so unless he was asked to. Instead, he remained where he was, inside the memory space of Ishimaru's laptop, and addressed him from there. His expression was that of concern.]
Good... Good afternoon. Um.
[He cleared his throat.]
I'm here, sir, because... I wanted to hear from you... about what happened.
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Good... Good afternoon. Um.
[He cleared his throat.]
I'm here, sir, because... I wanted to hear from you... about what happened.
[Sometimes, he had a problem with tact...]