_{[The worst part of a long distance conversation is that there's nothing she can do but sit and watch him hack and wheeze.]}

... Snake...

_{[Sunny's snowy bulk is still visible in the background as she hovers anxiously over Heather's shoulder. She lets out a sad-sounding keening noise.]}

... Look... I'm... I'm in Mahogany Town.

I can probably fly over in a matter of days if I have to. I can come pick you up.