Hello... random mysterious voice that has appeared... out of somewhere? I'm not seeing anything that would... Oh, wait. That glowing box is probably something. Glowing things tend to be. But it's... definitely not magic. It's... something, all right.
[ quietly, with a mix of confusion, wistfulness, and melancholy ] Percy would love this thing.
[ sudden clearing of his throat ] But. Yes. I seem to have... misplaced my daughter. Or she's been misplaced. Or kidnapped. Also a possibility. And considering this is kind of my first day as a real dad, I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to replace your child. Even if she is basically fully grown and capable of taking care of herself.
Scanlan. Scanlan Shorthalt, at your service. My friends call me many things. Of course, they don't really call me at all anymore, but that's beside the point. I'd appreciate the help. I don't really see her where I am, so it's probably best to head ou- OW. OW FUCK. OW OW SHIT FUCK.
[ sudden heavy thunk followed by labored breathing ] Why... I can't leave.