He stares at the question for a while. Types something. Deletes it. Rewords it and deletes it again. Types something completely different. Double-checks that everything is securely locked and then deletes the whole sentence.
Finally he types:
I woke up in the forest and someone said he took a mask off my face.
Well that's just too bad because he's sticking to it. Mark's evident worry only makes him feel worse - it's not enough that his day has to suck, he has to ruin someone else's too.
I'm fine/ I'm fine. I can't find my crocodile
It feels like kind of a stupid thing to type, but he is worried. Where the hell's Mosa gone?
So she was aware. He knew it in his heart in a way, but it's still reassuring to have confirmation. It'd be a disconcerting world indeed where Sofia Lamb wasn't all up in his business.
Of course, now the conversation with Tim has happened, killing any small chance that he'd willingly share the details.
She didn't blame him for what he did when he was spliced up - for what she knows he did when he was spliced up. But this is worse than bees in someone's room and he's terrified that it's one misdeed too many.
Saying that everything's all right will never work.
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Yeah. I'm always here. Come over anytime.
Except you know, when I'm not.
*Because if he texts that no one can tell how fucking terrified he is right now.*
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Can we talk like this
And not just because he doesn't feel up to walking umpteen hundred doors down the corridor.
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*There is so much more he wants to say. But he just.... he just can't right now.*
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Finally he types:
I woke up in the forest and someone said he took a mask off my face.
And he stares at it for a long time.
And he hits send, his stomach twisting.
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Ohthankgod.
"Are you--do you need anything?"
Sorry Alex, the text is a bit of a red flag in and of itself.
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I'm fine/
I'm fine.
I can't find my crocodile
It feels like kind of a stupid thing to type, but he is worried. Where the hell's Mosa gone?
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Because text transmissions are way easier to miss than a voice, and feeling like he's helping--even with a little thing like that--helps him.
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Mosa disappearing isn't pleasant, but he'd still rather focus on it than on the much more horrible... wait a moment. Mark saw it? What, on the comms?
Did you see who was in my room?
Someone went through my stuff. All my drawers and things.
And broke my door down.
He's kind of pissed off about it.
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...Mark and I were worried. Where were you?
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...Of course, now he has to answer the question.
I'm ok now.
Eventually.
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What happened?
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She didn't blame him for what he did when he was spliced up - for what she knows he did when he was spliced up. But this is worse than bees in someone's room and he's terrified that it's one misdeed too many.
Saying that everything's all right will never work.
After a long pause:
I lost time
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