Marcus hovered over the "Revert to Source" command. But his hand, on its own, moved to a different key: .
Marcus looked at the screen. The woman was no longer on the bench. She was standing directly in front of the virtual camera, her wireframe skeleton flickering like a trapped moth. Her mouth, still unharmonized, moved silently. fhl bh editor
He whispered to the empty room: "FHL/BH isn't editing. It's imprisonment." Marcus hovered over the "Revert to Source" command