[ He lies there in his sterile hotel bed and listens to Daisy hum, the continued rustling from her end making him imagine her getting nice and cozy, maybe pulling up a blanket or snuggling into the couch cushions. If she were here, she could be making those rustling noises right up against him instead, curling in against his side, her head a sleepy weight on his shoulder.

He probably shouldn't be imagining that. It seems...too intimate. ]

Yeah, it's been raining here too. I think it's the tail end of some tropical storm or something, we've been inside all day so I haven't really paid attention. [ Trapped in the hotel's conference center, he hasn't really been too concerned with what the weather is like outside. It's cool and comfortable inside in the air conditioning, and that's what matters.

He sighs quietly when she confesses that she misses him, something twisting in his chest. ]

I miss you too.