[Ororo's slow to turn and face the new voice, caught up as she was with the familiar, comforting thrum of a thunderstorm. So it takes a moment or two before she glances at the newcomer, blinking rain away from her eyes belatedly.]
... Ah, I'm sorry, could you repeat that? [She smiles apologetically.]
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... Ah, I'm sorry, could you repeat that? [She smiles apologetically.]