[It's a very disarming voice, Rakka possesses. Soft and quiet, someone you'd expect to be friends with. Even then, she sounded rather excited to hear from this girl she'd gotten gloves from.]
Uh... a-almost! [There's an attempt. Rakka won't hold it against her.] My name's Rakka! And you're... uh.
[Audio]
Uh... a-almost! [There's an attempt. Rakka won't hold it against her.] My name's Rakka! And you're... uh.
[oh no]