[Just audio this time. Since he's sort of chillin' in the clinic right now ahah uh OOPS.]
Ow ow ow- Shit, that was fuckin' terrible. Can someone tell me if there were actually bomber jets flying around, dammit?! Damn Junkers...!
Veneziano, Spain, if either of you dumbasses are around, just tell me if you lived through that shit, got it?
[... a pause. Then he starts fiddling with the communicator, trying to figure out that damn filtered option.]
[Filtered to Suzaku]
Suzaku? Dammit, is this even working...?
... you get to that Euphemia girl okay?
[Filtered to Ping]
[And it switches to video feed. No point just using voice, the guy was pretty much there. It just looks worse than it probably is, with the bandages and bruises and whatnot. ]
... Hey. Don't remember too much of what happened after that, but I do remember-... um.
[AWKWARD PAUSE HE IS NOT USED TO THIS WHOLE BEING GRATEFUL THING, OKAY.]
T-... Thanks. Seriously, I-...
[AN EVEN LONGER AWKWARD PAUSE. FUCK WHY IS THIS SO DIFFICULT. Looking flustered, he sort of just panics and shuts off the feed.]