Edgar's frown deepens, his eyes dropping from hers. /I - I don't know. I was looking for you? You were --/ His hands falter as he is unsure what, exactly, Daine was or why it was so important he find her.

The voice continues to accompany his signs, though, and its presence brings him back to her words.

/Not touching you--/ He realizes that he hasn't been touching her, but has been signing along, completely expecting her to understand. The thought of using his "other" method of communication hadn't even occurred to him, despite the fact that it was usually his default for "talking" to Daine. And yet...

He takes Daine's hand. Are you hearing "my" voice?