[Derek started feeling impatient as soon as he hit send on that message. He had started pacing around his welcome hall in anxious irritation, restless anger settling in the pit of his stomach, and even though Erica didn't take too long to reply, he still worked himself up until she did. He breathed easier once she got back to him, but... it's not like he's feeling any better about where this conversation might go.]
... No. I didn't realize that. [and he swaps over to video, though it takes another couple of minutes.]
text -> video // derek quietly sobs into his hands
... No. I didn't realize that. [and he swaps over to video, though it takes another couple of minutes.]
Can we talk?