Am I in trouble? ( Light, joking, because it’s still unusual getting accustomed to being summoned by magical beeper. But Strange sets aside his work with an obliging crack of his knuckles and stretch of his shoulderblades. Reaches for his cloak and the crystal to add: )

It’s surprisingly mild outdoors— I’ve been cooped up in Research all day and could do with some fresh air, if this doesn’t need to be inside. A walk in the gardens?