Voice Post//The Woods//Faltering

[treadingdawn]

[This is the sound of a boy, maybe nine or ten years old, calling out.]

Professor? Professor?

...I do not know where I am... None of my gentlemen-in-waiting are nearby.

[Have a snort from his horse. Yes, he talks to his horse.]

Aunt Prunaprismia?

[Quietly.]

...Uncle Miraz? I didn't mean to wander off, honestly. Please let me come home. I will not do it again.

[ooc: The device is tucked away in his pocket so he won't know it's there until someone explains it. It also means no video feeds until he manages to pull the device out! Device explained! PS. Don't be surprised by replies from girtwithsword plz.]