[The camera clicks on to Prefect. His eyes are open very wide, and despite having the dark circles of the sleep deprived under them, he seems fairly alert. He drums his fingers on the desk, seeming a little agitated.]
So! Comrades! There's a flood coming! Or-- maybe there's a flood already here. Maybe. I mean, if I'd just woken up and looked in the mirror and I had an extra four eyes or something then-- then at least we'd know.
[He takes a deep breath, and perks up, then looks directly at the Camera and grins widely.]
Brothers, Sisters, Comrades and Consumers, I am very pleased to announce that I am as of yet unaffected by any of the incoming flood waters!
[His grin remains fixed, but his eyes soften slightly, possibly with a hint of concern creeping into them.]
So... so how about everyone else? Are you all... I mean, even people who, maybe-- who maybe I don't talk to so often, or who don't talk to me so often anymore...
[And now the smile goes entirely, and he's just staring into the camera, his expression openly concerned.]
...Are you all right?