*Is more perplexed than scared(since when was Ossiriand anywhere near a fault-line?).*
*Hears his phone start to ring from underneath a pile of papers that collapsed during the tremor.*
*Digs them searching for the blessed thing, missing the days when messages came via palantiri or attached to the legs of homing birds (far more difficult to lose).*
*Finds it, peers at the hand-set (why do they make them so small?) and reminds himself which button to press now that Gemma isn't here to do it for him ("Green button dad, the one shaped like a little phone. No, the GREEN one!")