An endless stammer in an inherited language.
The failure of rhetoric is a clue into how many times we want to repeat ourselves before the message and the medium blur. A person can say what they mean once, and free fall for the rest of its memory, but I want to repeat the question to you…to provoke your voice. Challenge it to say the same as it changes its tune. Will it change next time I ask it to describe me, I wonder. There is no reason not to be honest except to be alone. You don’t want to be alone, do you?