[... but his eyes have widened at the mention of Christmas Eve. Of course. He should have known. His provisional deadline.

He comes over, absently tapping his phone to his counterpart's.] Looks to work. Thank you. [And he steps back, clearly perturbed.]

You know, in that story I mentioned to you, about how the Phantom Thieves vanished and came back. That was on Christmas Eve. As I heard it, they went on to defeat a certain false god.

Not relevant to your situation, I know. But interesting as a data point.