“That lighta above, the lunks from the sky. I head loudin about it that was you, outsida, eh?
"Yeah"
The girl turned as if to leave, but then reconsidered and put a hand on lift's arm.
"You," the girl said to Lift. "Outsida?"
"Yeah."
"You listenin'?"
"I'm listenin'."
"People, they don't listen.”