He had to get up, he had to get up off his arse and get to the plane, he'd fly the fucking thing himself if he had to...
People were replying over his glasses? And someone who wasn't part of Tilde's dad's staff was talking to him as well while he sucked in lungfuls of air. "What the f-uuuh, sorry, miss," he said, catching himself about to swear in front of a little kid.
He jumped to his feet and looked all round as he replied to the voices on his glasses. "Who is this? How'd you get on... wait... where the fuck is this? TILDE? Where are you, babe?" He spun round to the woman who'd checked on him, all wild-eyed and utterly confused. "Excuse me an' all, but where is this?"