[WV doesn't answer right away, instead bustling out of the Skaia Room and to the door as quickly as he can. His face is anxious, his eyes wide. AR hasn't seen WV this nervous since he was shooting at him with a rocket launcher.]
AR! Oh, thank goodness you're here. PM's in a terrible state—she is very ill. She is resting upon the sofa. Oh, do come in—oh, there is so much to explain. It's this prison...
[he swallows and brushes some snow off of AR's shoulders, words not coming the way they should]