[... She hadn't seen or heard from him since the draft, which for all intents and purposes she would rather not remember right now. But she couldn't ignore his voice, so obviously weary and distressed nor the fact that he had attempted to write her name. With a quiet sigh she rises from the desk in her room, getting ready to go to his aid even though she has little clues to his whereabouts.]
[voice]
Can you tell me where you are?