[Despite being tired, Vil is still a little too put together to snort at the fact that Kalim only left a text message. He presses a hand flat against the flying carpet and rests the other on his lap, just a little wary as they rise and start slowly sailing over the trees. Even if he's been up this high for flight class and personal leisure, that's been with a broom under his full control.

So excuse him as he glances down at Carpet a few times before getting comfortable.]

Do you really want to know?

[Though he asks, it's immediately clear he intends to answer, sniffing with something akin to indignation. He hasn't been able to gripe to anyone, given the time of night.]

It's so idiotic. I was listening to playback of a script reading on my phone and my Magicam notifications were inexplicably on for some reason. My ears were still ringing ten minutes after I pulled out my headphones.

[It's really dumb. Technology is dumb.

And now he has a headache. And it's so persistent that he can't sleep.]