[Oh no, we don't think of a horrific other timeline where Fizz appeared before Philippa or someone like Dijkstra. Fizz has no idea how much he's lucked out, and that literally anyone else in Touissant (except perhaps Geralt, depending on his current mood) would be a much worse outcome than this cemetery dwelling recluse.]

You don't have cell phones in the living world?

[Huh? He had no idea that sort of technology was Hell-specific, but he knows so very little about the differences between the two places. It's not like he had a formal education, unless it was in juggling and other objectively cool skills like that.]

I mean, uh-- yeah, it's a communicator. It can do long distance voice, picture, or text conversations. See?

[He pulls up his latest texts from Blitzø and holds the phone out.]



[Fizz can't help but look a bit guilty at those last messages, shoulders hunching slightly.]

Guess he realised something went wrong, but I can't reply. So...