[He hears the unfamiliar voice coming from the mysterious journal he had thrown against the tree, and he cuts off speaking. It doesn't take him too long to realize that the journal, then, must allow some means of communication, similar to a holo-projector.]
...Who is this speaking? [Just gonna ignore your well-meaning concern. His voice is cold and hard, but strangely empty.]
[voice]
...Who is this speaking? [Just gonna ignore your well-meaning concern. His voice is cold and hard, but strangely empty.]