They have absolutely nothing, they are two strangers mistakenly sheltered in the same box of deaf laborers. She despairs with her hands, she never assumes a posture of silence, on the contrary, she moves under a dull beat looking for Martian melody in that stranger.
He is blind in front of spectators, he neither suspects nor gives suspicion. He knows that the deaf see, he rests in his mind a melody that takes him away from the mundane, he keeps it only for himself. It is possible that tomorrow they will no longer be deaf and that a Martian melody will sound on the loudspeaker. But if that is possible, do not be surprised that it is still a mistake, because even if they have absolutely everything, they still see each other as the silence of the two.
