Martin hesitates, before he takes a breath and begins. Most of the stammering is gone, his vision straight down onto his lap as he recites into the recorder.
"If I had to circle and underline the biggest mistake I made, I think that it's- I think that I got cocky. Or- no. That brings swaggering self-confidence to mind, doesn't it, and I certainly don't have any of that. No, not any of that. It was... complacency, I think, is the better word to use. I got complacent. I'm an assistant at the Archives, which- which Jon already knows, of course, and which any of you listening to this in the future will probably know already, thanks to the introduction, which- right, okay, that's not the point.
The point is, I guess... complacency. I'm an assistant at the Archives, and we've been going through a hell of a lot lately. My boss, Jon - the Archivist I'm assistant to, for anyone who might not know us personally, if these tapes ever get out there - recently had his name cleared in a murder investigation. That's a long story in its own right, and honestly everything about the entire investigation was incredibly unorthodox and frankly a little bit terrifying- but it's really not one that's mine to tell. The fact is: Jon was innocent, and after some time away, he was finally back.
But- right. Complacency. Sorry, I just-" He turns briefly away from the recorder, expression apologetic. "There's just a lot to say, and- is this alright?" He hadn't worried about it so much when he'd been giving the statement about Prentiss, but this felt- different.
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"If I had to circle and underline the biggest mistake I made, I think that it's- I think that I got cocky. Or- no. That brings swaggering self-confidence to mind, doesn't it, and I certainly don't have any of that. No, not any of that. It was... complacency, I think, is the better word to use. I got complacent. I'm an assistant at the Archives, which- which Jon already knows, of course, and which any of you listening to this in the future will probably know already, thanks to the introduction, which- right, okay, that's not the point.
The point is, I guess... complacency. I'm an assistant at the Archives, and we've been going through a hell of a lot lately. My boss, Jon - the Archivist I'm assistant to, for anyone who might not know us personally, if these tapes ever get out there - recently had his name cleared in a murder investigation. That's a long story in its own right, and honestly everything about the entire investigation was incredibly unorthodox and frankly a little bit terrifying- but it's really not one that's mine to tell. The fact is: Jon was innocent, and after some time away, he was finally back.
But- right. Complacency. Sorry, I just-" He turns briefly away from the recorder, expression apologetic. "There's just a lot to say, and- is this alright?" He hadn't worried about it so much when he'd been giving the statement about Prentiss, but this felt- different.