[He sounds hoarse, like he just woke up. Or maybe a little worse than that.]
I'm here, um, if anyone...
[- cares, he means, but he doesn't finish the thought. There's some shifting of sheets, because he's in bed still, and he sniffles like he has a cold.]
Is the power out?
[He's at his factory loft, not the boarding house.]
keep in contact, get in touch
- [ voice - forward-dated to morning ]