Probably a full voicemail, with the way the waiting room looked.

[ Zexion grumbles dismally, wanting to turn over onto his side. ]

Nngghff, there's just no relief in it like this! [ A low whine, which really shouldn't sound so attractively needy, or desperate.] Genesis, I just want to be done with it, so I can come home and curl up with you and not leak all over the bed.