[Is that, did he—?]

Wha—oh. Well, it is my lunch break, so if you have not had your own today, perhaps bring some food with you.

[god, Hythlodaeus why are you like this.]

Now then, I am going to hang up, do not call me back.

[He narrows his eyes at him, then cuts the feed. He swears to Zodiark, if he hears his 'gear again...]