Michael switched it to voice out of habit too, not a huge fan of conversations where the other person could see him better than he could see them -- it put him in mind of a captor interrogating him in a dark cell or a sniper on the phone to him on a rooftop somewhere. "Yeah, I know, I was thinking just the same thing," he said, leaning back against a cabinet. "How're you holding up? You want to go first?"