He hadn't... ventured out into the forest as far as he had last time, but Arthur could scarcely motivate such a trip to his father. This far, he could still explain as a need to stretch his legs a bit - it had gotten him a vaguely indulgent sigh and a wave of the hand.
It wasn't strictly that he was worried - it was just that the last time he'd
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Let's see how long that lasts, shall we?
"Hi, Arthur!" Well, it was a little too cheery, but neither 'kidnapped' nor 'hostage' appeared in it.
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Arthur wasn't squinting at the phone yet - tone carried only so far over the phone, and despite a year of working with one he was still occasionally a bit off. (Besides, who was he to judge one level of stupidly cheerful over the other?)
"I trust this call finds you well."
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See? Not suspicious at all!
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"That's... good to hear," he said, letting that pause fall in a very convenient location. Was there a reason she shouldn't be, then?
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She could've just turned her phone off, but then she just would've had to deal with it later.
When skating over thin ice, speed was imperative!
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The phone started ringing.
It was not going to stop.
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"Arthur, hey!" Burbly cheerful for the best chance. "How's Camelot going this week?"
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And good morning to you too, Arthur!
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