Darcy took the phone from her delicately, clearly a man who had never held one before. He looked at what she was showing him. “And then... what, I just speak and you can hear me, wherever you are?” he asked, a little bit of wonder in his tone as he spoke. “And I shall hear you in return?” It was so strange, he had more sense than to believe it to be witchcraft, but it had to be close.