“Hello?”
Fiona says as she brings the strange block to her ear.
“Fiona?”
a strangely familiar voice asks, a voice that she can't quite place.
“Is it really you?”
“What?”
she asks, “Who is this?” Then realisation slaps her in the face.
“Robert?!” she exclaims, “How...”
“I'm
here,” Robert interrupts, “In the Weave, looking for you.”
“What
are you doing here?” she asks, questions flooding her mind to
escape through her mouth. “How did you get here? Where are you?”
“Long
story,” Robert replies, “Things got a bit tricky at home, so I
came to get you and Raven.”
“I've
not found him yet,” she tells him. “In fact,” she continues,
frowning at the Angel, “I think I've been led quite the dance.”
