[video]

[glassinine]

[The thing about employing text is that when you start using it when all your broadcasts are in video, people tend to question why you've suddenly switched. So he makes the decision to instead compose himself as best as he can and use video instead.

Unfortunately, he always sort of overestimates his ability to compose himself. He certainly doesn't seem distraught, or panicked, or anything of the sort, but he's definitely shaky. This is definitely a far cry from his normal, slow, quiet, lengthy broadcasts.]

I'm leaving on a business trip abroad for...some length of time. I'm - not certain how long. Please don't try to contact me; I'll be far too busy to answer any messages.

Good day.

Comments

[glassinine]

I...Of course.

[everylittlething]

Are you already leaving? Can I come say goodbye?

[glassinine]

[Oh, God. His face twists in misery, but he says:]

I'm sorry. I - I'm running late.

[everylittlething]

[Yeah. Subtle, mister. That immediately distresses her.]

Uncle Miles...

[glassinine]

I'm really...sorry, Trucy.

[everylittlething]

There has to be a good reason for it. I know you well enough for that.

Just please take care of yourself, okay? And come back soon. I'm gonna have myself booked for a regular show by the time you get back.

[glassinine]

Yes -

[His voice is choked up; he sounds on the edge of tears.]

I just - I have to...

[everylittlething]

[Oops.]

It's okay. I understand.

Um- will you get me something when you get there? Like a postcard, or a deck of cards?

[glassinine]

All right.

[That's a whisper.]

[everylittlething]

Thanks!

[In response, she puts on the happiest face she can.]

Good luck on your trip. When you get back, dinner's on me!

[glassinine]

All right.