[His head hurts, and the question comes through the Sending and not the phone call. For a moment, he worries they're not together--and then what? If something has happened...

A faint flush works over his cheeks. He looks away from the phone briefly as he casts Sending again, just in case they aren't together.]

You were a teacher, and I was your assistant. And Molly was a layabout. We were...tangled. After, we were in the Tower together.