*hangs up and turns back to Esther, only then realizing that he—well, the body he's in, really—is feeling vaguely...warm, and tingly, too (from the moment these ears heard your voice), in a way it didn't when he kissed Esther*
Oh fuck no what the hell NOT ACCEPTABLE. *tosses the phone aside angrily (she doesn't know me, she's supposed to want me like this, and now I can't even want her?)* Didn't you say you were quitting or something? You were probably (perfect)(amazing) shit at your job, anyway.
*and that's an awful thought, too—she is smart and energetic and witty and capable and even she cannot stem the tide of lazy bureaucrats and incompetent drones howling for a piece of Ecthelion's attention (get me out of here)*