[Her tone is dripping with contempt towards them.]

You cannot treat people like this! You fowl demons! NEE-pukh!

[Her tone grows into a deep protective growl.]

I am not alone in this demand. Send us home or--

[She stops mid-sentence. The sound of the air conditioning shutting off comes over the recording after a minute later. The next few minutes are in complete silence.]

[There is a shuffling and banging around. She clearly hasn’t used this function before. The Atlantean’s voice is fatigued.]

Hello? Miwako? Giselle? Sora? Larsa? This is Kida. I am alive and as well as can be expected. I have been exploring the subterranean areas of the city and have found no exit as of yet. My brief trips to the surface have yielded little food. Are you all right?

I have made some discoveries. Though the meat is foul-tasting, the parasites are indeed edible. Perhaps some of your spices may help? Their shells can also be fashioned into decent, lightweight armor, though even then they can be bitten through.

[Sigh] I can only hope all is well in your lives. I hope to see you soon, as I think it would be unwise to survive away from a true home for much longer.

[Click]