[There's a little noise that might be surprise, or amusement, or a sob.]

It's like... [She brings one hand down from her face, and cups it a bit lengthwise.] Shaped sort of like this. About as long as this room, maybe half as wide.

[Her voice wavers on every other word, and there's strain behind all of them.]

And the ocean... It's like space, it just keeps going, and it's blue.