[Phone call to the household of Seth and Co] [Bes is having trouble keeping his hands still, far too used to tapping out beats or doodling lines of music, but his hands already sport three band-aids thanks to such actions and he keeps one hand firmly pinned under his thigh while the other clutches the receiver.]
Hello? Seth? We have got to get this fixed. We can't let whatever it is keep Astarte. She's ours and Meri needs her and... This sucks.