[ She had certainly not been answering her phone the few times Malkus had tried to contact her, but he attributed that to his misunderstanding of the device. Maybe he wasn't using it right? He thought he'd broken it a few times, but here and there he figured he'd try and send a call out. ]

What an odd noise it makes. I've opened windows. Doors. Whatever this network is should surely be able to flow unimpeded.

[ If she did answer, she'd find he was already talking to himself like an idiot. ]