So Will You [Speech Remastered]

# SO WILL YOU [Intro | intimate female spoken voice, quiet amusement | faint sustained cello, spacious silence] "There you are..." "Oh, don't look so confused." "Take your time." "Look at me." [Pause | music withdraws] "Really..." "Look at me." [Spoken | curious, almost affectionate | soft dissonant piano notes] "Do you remember my face?" "My eyes?" "No?" [Small, bitter chuckle] "Of course you don't." "But I remember yours." "Every little detail." "Every expression." "Even the way you smiled..." "That day." [Spoken | grief briefly surfaces | low cello enters] "The day you took my family away from me." [Instrumental | a single low string note hangs in the silence] [Spoken | composed again, quietly satisfied] "I've waited..." "So very long for this." "And now..." "Here you are." "Sitting right in front of me." [Build | subtle string tremolo, slow piano pulse] [Spoken | delighted recognition, increasingly playful] "Oh, look at you!" "You've finally figured it out!" "There it is!" "That beautiful little moment of recognition!" "Oh, I've imagined that expression so many times." "The confusion..." "The realization..." "And now..." [Break | complete silence] "The fear." [Spoken | low, intimately pleased | faint dark strings] "Don't worry about the guards." "There aren't any." "And the doors?" "Locked." "It's just you..." "And me." [Build | delicate dissonant strings, unsettling rhythmic pulse] [Spoken | excited, possessive, almost breathless with delight] "Oh, don't tremble!" "Not yet!" "I've waited years for this!" "Years imagining what you'd say!" "What you'd do!" "How you'd look when you finally understood!" "And now you're here..." "Looking at me like that." [Spoken | voice softens into disturbing admiration] "God..." "I could drink in that fear forever." [Break | all instruments stop] [Spoken | sudden disbelief] "What?" "What did you just say?" "You're..." "Sorry?" [Spoken | incredulous, dry bitter laughter | one dissonant piano note] "Oh, that's wonderful." "That's absolutely wonderful." "After all these years..." "You're sorry?" [Instrumental | low cello scrape, tense silence] [Spoken | anger breaks through, sharp and forceful] "You think you can just say that?!" "Where was that apology when they were begging you?!" "Where was it when I was screaming for you to stop?!" [Build | agitated strings, deep restrained percussion, mounting harmonic tension] [Spoken | seething, clipped, venomous] "You don't get to be sorry now." "You don't get to cry." "You don't get to ask me