While Bes is ashamed to admit to himself, let alone anyone else, that he had not called his East Coast faux family since the strange sickness, he is quick to pick up the phone once the news story hits. His own illness coupled with that of his young bride plus two small children... Well, he could be forgiven from being distracted. He, however, won't forgive himself.

So he picks up the phone and takes it to a quiet room in the small house he and Erato share with their sons and, as he waits for the phone to pick up, he paces... And mutters to himself.

C'mon. Oh, sweet God above, c'mon. Answer. Please...