[He knows that tone. In response, Kit says nothing for a long moment; he just leaves the sound of the wind through the open window to fill the space. He stares at the burning end of his cigarette, then puts it out.]

It has to do with the Carta, [he says quietly,] and if I knew more than that, and that it was important I be there for my friend, I would tell you.

[Another spell of silence. Then, sounding tired and weary,] I should probably finish up my work and head home. [This is not the note he wanted to end their call on, but on this topic, he doesn't have the emotional energy to stand behind his choice and fight for it. He's still processing what it all could even mean. ...still.] I miss you, Vandelin.