SebandIg

You hear your mental voice echo, Take a long walk off a short pier, roach.
Your mind hears Sebastienne thinking, "{faintly}" "Oh Zamara, do not make me come over there."
You hear your mental voice echo, Maybe your boat will sink. Tell, how is your lovely, rotting corpse of a wife?
Your mind hears Sebastienne thinking, "{faintly}" "Ignifera, how are you my love?"
Your mind hears Ignifera thinking, "{faintly}" "I am well."
Your mind hears Ignifera thinking, "{faintly}" "Thank you ever so much for asking."