Faith pretended to glare. "You know, I would have said something like that and then you did that voice. No validation for you." She tried to keep the glare going for a while before she just grinned.
"My phone? No, why?"
She'd almost forgotten she even had it, fishing it out of her pocket. There was a small smear of blood on the corner, but otherwise it had come through the Apocaylpse unscathed. She turned it back on and listened to the messages, the grin slowly fading.
"Jack.." she looked at him, with a hint of sympathy. "I'm sorry. You ok?"