"Is it done?"
"Yes. I got the contract. It smoothly went than I imagined." Alvaro huffed a laugh.
"Good work. Your grandfather will be pleased. Are you returning now?" Axel asked.
Alvaro didn't answer, his eyes shifted over the horizon.
"No… I might visit Evangeline first," he said, after a while.
". . ."
". . ."
"I see . . . well, it's a good time as any. You did manage to free up most of your schedule from finishing the deal early."
"Mm . . ." Alvaro hummed, in a good mood until his mood deflated. "Dad, I'll call you later. Maxine is on the other line."
"Oh, alright."
". . ."
". . ."
"Alvaro."
"Yeah?"
"*Ahem . . . Do send me pictures of Evangeline."
". . ."
"Of course." Not.
Alvaro ended the call and picked his other phone reserved for people outside his family.
The moment he pressed the accept call button, a melodious gentle voice of a woman resounded on the other line.
"Alvaro . . . , are you still in Frizkiel?"
