[Saturday looks up, turns over the comm, and switches formats]

"Hey. Yeah - I saw." He hadn't even made the bed, which she suspected was some sort of message about her housekeeping. As she tilts her head up, he can see a truly magnificent black eye among the other signs of a recent hard time.

"Sorry. They pulled me right outta my final physical, as soon as the doctor signed me out. I asked 'em to tell someone, but - " an eloquent shrug. Why would Jorgmund give a shit about that, either?