[ooc note: sent after this exchange and several attempts at calling him, the following texts were spread out over a period of time until Ward finally decided to respond]
✉ Grant, answer your damn phone. ✉ I'm worried about you. ✉ Please, just talk to me. ✉ You're scaring me. ✉ Please don't do anything stupid. ✉ I need you to talk to me. ✉ Please, Grant. ✉ Just let me know you're alive.
✉ So...there's this other version of Laurel that just showed up here. ✉ Except she goes by Dinah. ✉ And doesn't have a sister. ✉ And is married to Oliver. ✉ Drinks?
✉ I think I just saw your triceratops friend. ✉ At least I assume it was the same one you made friends with. ✉ Unless there's more than one within the barrier.
✉ Please do not attempt to stake a t-rex. ✉ Or a raptor. ✉ Actually, please refrain from fighting dinosaurs at all. ✉ For me. ✉ I know you might think it'll be fun. ✉ But I don't want you getting eaten. ✉ Please?
✉ There are dinosaurs in the streets. ✉ I was about to go outside for a run and saw what looked strangely like a velociraptor. ✉ I couldn't confirm it though because then it ran down the street. ✉ Needless to say I decided not to go out running.
✉ I should be concerned that Loki's the one empathizing with my situation, right? ✉ I know you told me not to talk to you anymore. ✉ But I need at least a relatively unbiased opinion right now. ✉ Because I feel like I should be concerned. ✉ But at the same time, it's about damn time nice for someone to understand for a change.