[He's lying upside down, head and half his torso hanging off the edge. This is especially potent because his bed in his room is hovering like six feet off the ground. He's got spells. It's fine.]

Awww, missing me. Cec, that's gay.

[He chuckles, shifting just slightly back onto the mattress in the interest of not taking a tumble while on the line.]

Where do you wanna go? I'd invite you to go fishing but the weather outside sucks and every time I get a goddamn hole in the ice it freezes again. Also no fish. It's dumb as hell.