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[prince_of_beasts]

A synthesized woman's voice picks up the call.

"Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. Two - Zero - Two - Nine - One - Eight - Two - One - Three - Two -- is not available now. At the tone, please record your message. When you've finished recording, you may hang up or press the # key for more options."

Dimitri hasn't figured out how to customize the thing yet.

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[prince_of_beasts]

Back in the careful, measured typing. Trying and retrying for every letter and punctuation mark and muttering curses at his trembling fingers. He wants to do this well. He wants to do it right.

Okay.
You don't have to try, but I will.
I promised Darcy, and I will promise you too.
I will be a better friend to you, Rich.

[firewalled]

Rich doesn't answer, but he reads the message. He reads it a few times actually, typing half the response and then deleting it over and over.

In the end, he doesn't end up sending anything back, not trusting his words to carry enough weight for the situation. But hopefully, Dimitri knows the message was appreciated.