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Helva's class was doing Fine Arts, a selective subject in her crowded program.
She had activated one of her microscopic tools which she would later use for minute repairs to various parts of her control panel.
Her subject was large -- a copy of the Last Supper -- and her canvas, small -- the head of a tiny screw.
She had tuned her sight to the proper degree.
As she worked she absentmindedly crooned, producing a curious sound.
Shell people used their own vocal cords and diaphragms but sound issued through microphones rather than mouths.
Helva's hum then had a curious vibrancy, a warm, dulcet quality even in its aimless chromatic wanderings.

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