Dog... was in her phone. I think she was friendly with them. It should be okay.

[Lenka’s really just trying to reassure everyone because to be frank, Fenrir somehow still operated on e-mails despite being an international futuristic scientific paramilitary organization with enough bioweapons to take over the world. Hm. The point is, he does not know how to wield an instant messenger.]

Just, ah, keep it simple?

[Time for ecats-style Red RP.]