[Private Calls: Backdated to Sunday afternoon]

[catchingflies]

[Both Pietro and Kurt get voice messages left on their phones in the late afternoon on Sunday. They're both pretty much identical, too.]

Hey, uh. It's the Toad. You okay? We spotted some light comin' from your way and, uh, just wanted to check in. Call me back.

[And then he hangs up. And sits by the phone all night. He's worried, okay?]

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[Audio]

[thefuzzyguy]

[The response doesn't take very long.]

Ja, there was an attack on the city. Um, I'm okay. Pietro got hurt, but I got him the hospital. I, uh, I think he'll be okay.

[Kurt's voice is usually irritatingly emotive even if he's talking about nothing. At the moment it's soft and strangely flattened out.]

[cantcatchme]

[It takes a while for Pietro to get back to Todd. It's the next day, in fact. And he's looking kinda... pale. Yeah, Quicksilver is definitely getting sick again.]

The Authorities thought we didn't have enough to deal with. But we kicked their asses back to that dome. [Sure, that's how it happened.]