Oh! Lady Fern, my apologies, just a moment! [ He casts prestidigitation over his phone to clean it of grime, the incantation likely familiar to Fern by now. When he presses it to his ear, his tone is mildly concerned. ] Is everything alright? I thought I would browse the market on my way back...

[ There's no set time that either of them are meant to check-in, but they still share the same living spaces and keep tabs on one another, for better or worse. If Fern is sending — er, calling him, then it's likely something important, if not dangerous. ]