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Alain nodded, catching the glass as Bert tossed it to him, and held it up to the light. Squinting at it, he said "It sounds like nothing I've ever seen, but aye, it makes sense. And it would explain why what I heard sounded so... pained." He frowned, lowering the glass and holding it back out to Bert. "It all but deafened me for half an hour or more. I can't even imagine what it would have been like to be closer. Are you alright?"