"You are not interuptin' anyt'ing important Miss Stephanie, Ma'am." Alisa spoke softly, her hand still wiping away tears from her eyes. "I'm jus' glad Alistaire is okay. I was worried I didn' cover him enough durin' de explosions. Might've cost me part o' my leg... but it was a worthy sacrifice, non?"

Alisa gave off a small sigh, her hands were now feeling about her bed and the table next to it. She was desperate to find her phone. After-all, she doubted that Stephanie really wished to speak with her, anyway.