[Wendy sighs, her gaze shifting up towards the ceiling as she figures the time.] Four weeks, two days, and... [She looks down, squinting at the face of her watch in the low light as she holds her wrist up.] Eh, a few hours I guess. [She shrugs. Usually she's more detail-oriented than this, but it's been a long day.]

How could they forget? [She frowns, turning to face him.] That's messed up. We can't get shit done without you. Your texts are kinda important.