erm i start , my voice broken , and he looks up , surprised , as if hes forgotten im there , and now hes looking at me , like hes imploring , and i have to get myself together , i cant take another one , its just too much , come on , pull myself together , focus on one thing , just one thing , focus on my voice , dont show the fear , and i spit and croak , its all i can do , i close my eyes and think of my mouth , my tongue , my voice , let it be ok , let me start , just focus can i help my voice comes out high pitched and cracked , all at the same time , but its a start , recognisable nonetheless , and babybros eyes lock with mine for a second , i can see them turn red , then blue , before going back to brown , and i know that i have a chance .