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[knockthemdead]

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You've reached Kravitz. I'm attending to other business currently. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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[knockthemdead]

[A rather lengthy audio message from Magnus was not something Kravitz expected to find on his communicator. He listens with a confused upwards curve to his eyebrows, and eventually, despite himself, an amused little grin.

Of course, that drops clean off his face when Magnus gets to the whole point of the call.

Julia.

He'd completely neglected to tell Magnus- well, anything. Guilt is not something Kravitz feels too often. It's not tenable or wise in his position. But now... Yeah. Kravitz would say he fucked up. He takes a deep breathe through useless lungs to psych himself up, and dials back.]

Magnus?

[armcollector]

[When Magnus sees who's calling, he rushes to answer it, nearly dropping his phone in the meantime. He brings the phone to his ear.]

Hey? Kravitz?

[It rings again and he jerks it away from right next to his fucking face, gods, he forgot to hit accept. He takes a quick breath and actually accepts the call first this time.]

Hey, yeah, uh, what's up? You good?

[Like, he knows why Kravitz is calling, but he can feel himself starting to try to put them on a bullshit track already. Avoiding the subject.

He doesn't know why. There's nothing he wants more than to hear from Julia. And whether... the Julia that was brought here by the gods was really her. If she really did have to die twice, or if he can find some solace in an idea that maybe that whole fiasco never disturbed her peaceful rest.]

...You... get my message?

[He doesn't know why, but he does know why. He doesn't want to be told a hard truth. He doesn't want to know if Taako and Merle really killed his actual wife.]

[knockthemdead]

I, uh, I'm good. And yes, I received your message.

[Kravitz feels the urge to stall as well, that instinct that pushes him away from difficult to navigate conversations stirring and kicking into high gear.

But this needs to happen.]

Perhaps it's something we should discuss in person? But I'm not opposed to- to telling you like this. If you'd prefer.

[armcollector]

Uhh.

[Honestly, part of him feels like this is definitely a face-to-face conversation and should be done right, but also part of him just wants to get it over with already while he's not distracting the both of them from it. He's put it off long enough.

But if he's already waited this long, he can wait a few more minutes.]

Yeah, uh, face-to-face is probably better. I can... head over to your place?

[knockthemdead]

I think that would be best, yes. Oh, uh-

[He can feel the word vomit coming, but there is absolutely no stopping it now, it's having such a good tiiiiiiiime]

Or I could head over there. I'd only need to open a portal, much quicker. Although opening one for you would be just as simple. But then you'd have the walk back. So.

[Gods above.]

[armcollector]

Yeah, okay, just come here, it doesn't matter.

[Gods. What a nightmare. This is already a very difficult conversation.

But Magnus leans against his workbench and waits.]

[knockthemdead]

[He won't have to wait long. Kravitz doesn't bother replying to this mess of a text chain, instead immediately opening a portal. Exercising some of that tact and empathy he's been trying to develop, he opts to not show up right in the middle of Magnus' room, instead knocking on his door.]