[She remembers they referenced a tablet in the letter. Must be some new-aged phone device.]
Oh. [That's when she spots the small silver square. It has a face in it. The boy who's talking to her. It's like a television, only without the grains. It's like he's in the room. She wonders if he can see her too]
One's a lonely committee, stranger. [Her humor isn't as bubbly as usual, but it's a start. She'd have never seemed so depressed if she'd known she had an audience.]