[ She flinches, shoulders crunching in, but her voice doesn't hesitate over the radio waves. Not more than usual, anyway. ]

When sorry , when people are gonna try to kill you-- [ it's Luca she thinks of, not anything that happened at school: wild-eyed and full of hatred, and all because, what, because she'd existed and someone told him she shouldn't? the words come out with a harder edge ] --then no you can't hide from it. No.

By nothing. It was nothing Pardon and it was everywhere. Yes.