[There's kind of a grumbling disgruntled sound. He's dropped the phone again, but this time on himself so he can run his hands through his hair and threaten to pull it out for a few moments. The pressure helps, something to focus on that isn't this whole awful screwed up mess.]

I didn't find out until Nathan ripped me a new one about it. I mistook him in Germany, ended up getting drug to a bar. Something was weird but I didn't want to leave him by himself.

[A sigh.]

Fuck this month, L.

[He picks the phone back up.]

Are you alright now? I wish I could've helped...

[Cesar being gentle and understanding doesn't sound particularly off, but shoving a bat in his face does. He can't tell the difference yet.]