[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
Uh. [... well, he wasn't expecting that.] Well enough, here. Things are kinda... Well, they're kinda going to shit, back there. But I guess it doesn't exactly matter here, huh?
[ She pauses as she considers her next question. Should she...? The pause drags on for a couple seconds longer before she offers in a carefully even tone, ] Do you need help adjusting?
[ It is said too quickly, but she lets the 'no' stay. They live in the same house, she'll be around whether he likes it or not. ] What were you expecting? For me to have forgotten you?
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Expecting something else, I guess. No big.
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Ffffff, nah. I mean... It's not like everybody else has. Haha!
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I get that Wash may have, but Tucker should remember you. Right?