~zizz… click~
Day Unknown. I do not remember the date.
Patricia Tannis, here. I wished to share something about me and my… friends. We are Vault Hunters. This planet is dangerous and we had to learn this the hard way, and quickly. I don't remember my first day here, or any other for that matter. My memories have been lost. That is unimportant.
If you are hearing this it… it means I am dead. I will protect this echo with my life, even though it will end soon. My insanity is getting the better of me.
The other day I was working when the 'new' vault hunters came back. They looked so… melancholy. I couldn't place why. And then I found out. Later that day they told me of Roland's death. For the first time since… before Dahl sent me here I felt sadness. I liked him. Not like Lilith liked him, but more like a praise, of sorts.
They think I don't feel anymore. They believe I have abandoned all emotions. But they are wrong. I may not show it, but hearing of Roland dieing ate away at me.
He was so kind to me, even through all of my problems. He always was the one to hold out his hand for me. I took it once, and i've been getting better, if it could be called that. Moving to Sanctuary helped me. I will miss him. It seemed like… he was always there, and so understanding and... caring.
Stop letting your breath hitch, Patricia. You are recording. Stop. *sniff* Stop! Don't start crying!
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*Sniff* I must return to my work. *sniff* I will record another time, perhaps.
~zizz~