“I live my life according to a code. You might know it by the surname Morse.”
“You know Morse Code?” Avian asked as we walked up.“My grandpa thought it was a fun game when I was little,” West said as he rubbed his eyes again. ”That’s a scientist’s version of fun for you.”
“What the hell. Was he going to bring out a gramophone or Morse code machine too?”
“No, Shawn, he did a lovely little choreographed number and tapped it out in Morse Code.”
“I've given him more mixed signals than a dyslexic Morse code operator.”
“your morse code interferes with my heart beat. I had a steady heart before you, I replied upon it, it had seen active service and grown strong. Now you alter its pace with your own rhythm you play upon me, drumming me taught.”