Vs. 3 miles

“They just wanted to talk,” I mumbled, my voice dragging with exhaustion. “No attack on the horizon.”
	“Yes,” Edward answered. “I heard most of it.”
	That woke me up a little. We’d been a good three miles out. “How?”
	“I’m hearing you more clearly—it’s a matter of familiarity and concentration. Also, your thoughts are slightly easier to pick up when you’re in your human form. So I caught most of what passed out there.”