[Accidental video]

[hellsbellsharry]

[Camera flicks on as Harry's moves past. The feed show's a room, comfortable, neat and lit by candles and Harry setting down a mug on a table when it comes. That rush of silence and Harry straightens as if he could feel it coming. He raises his hands by instinct but cries out in pain when it hits. The candles flare into pillars of flame that vanish

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[voice]

[hellsbellsharry]

[When the feed comes on, Harry's propped up against a wall in a different room, the hallway to be exact. Wincing at the noise, he gives the phone a bleary eyed look but nods.]

If you count pounding migraine and nose bleeds as alright... Yeah.

How 'bout you?

[voice]

[hellsbellsharry]

Lucky you.

I will when I can move without the world breaking. It's gonna be a while.

[voice]

[hellsbellsharry]

[There's a small chuckle, and you can hear the wry smile in his voice.]

Thanks. You too, man.