"Right.... Call you back later, Lydia!" he chuckled sheepishly, and closed and pocketed his mirror.
A few hours later, Lydia would get a call from Fenton, inside their A-frame book tent. He's also clearly exhausted by this point, but does manage to have a tired smile on his face. "Hey. We're all okay. A little tired and worn out by this whole thing. Uhh... you've probably clued in that we haven't had the best luck during this whole mission, but... we got the medallion, at least. How's your team doing?"
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Date: 2019-08-26 05:34 am (UTC)A few hours later, Lydia would get a call from Fenton, inside their A-frame book tent. He's also clearly exhausted by this point, but does manage to have a tired smile on his face. "Hey. We're all okay. A little tired and worn out by this whole thing. Uhh... you've probably clued in that we haven't had the best luck during this whole mission, but... we got the medallion, at least. How's your team doing?"