While it was true that she didn't remember her name either, she wasn't sure she understood why the man seemed insistent on solving this problem immediately. There were only two of them, so it wasn't as if anything was in danger of becoming confusing. She was certain that she had a perfectly good name already, and she fully intended to remember it at some point in the near future; would there really be a point in coming up with a new one?
Before she could respond, she heard something and promptly stopped to listen.
It sounded as though people were talking; their muddled voices, blended on top of some unidentifiable background noise, were impossible to distinguish from one another. The result was chaotic and overbearing, and it was difficult to make out what was going on.
Likewise, she couldn't quite determine where the noise was coming from. Considering that she hadn't heard it until after they'd started down this particular passage, though, it would make sense to assume they were headed in the right direction. Wouldn't it?
"Hurry up!" she demanded, pointing farther down the tunnel towards what she could only guess was the source of the commotion. "There's clearly something happening."
It occurred to her that he had been arguing the same point only a minute ago, but she quickly disregarded the thought. The fallacy behind his argument was simple: there had been nothing to hear when he'd claimed to have. Now, there most certainly was.
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Date: 2013-06-12 09:32 am (UTC)Before she could respond, she heard something and promptly stopped to listen.
It sounded as though people were talking; their muddled voices, blended on top of some unidentifiable background noise, were impossible to distinguish from one another. The result was chaotic and overbearing, and it was difficult to make out what was going on.
Likewise, she couldn't quite determine where the noise was coming from. Considering that she hadn't heard it until after they'd started down this particular passage, though, it would make sense to assume they were headed in the right direction. Wouldn't it?
"Hurry up!" she demanded, pointing farther down the tunnel towards what she could only guess was the source of the commotion. "There's clearly something happening."
It occurred to her that he had been arguing the same point only a minute ago, but she quickly disregarded the thought. The fallacy behind his argument was simple: there had been nothing to hear when he'd claimed to have. Now, there most certainly was.