[There's some fumbling at the terminal as the microphone clicks on. The voice is weak, and strained.]
Where... how did I get here? I don't know...
It's... did I... oh.
[A sigh.]
Something's missing. It's... like before. But I don't know what.
Pieces again... I guess... that's how it is.
[[ooc; Shush this was totally posted later I'm not
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Stay there. I'm coming home.
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I'm just... tired. I need to collect myself... the pieces that are still here.
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I'm on my way.
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Return to work once you are better, until then just rest.
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