"Uh, sounds good!" Clair says, feeling a littlestupid. He seems to read Michael's expressions pretty well though, "I'm an only child, it just so happens my parents forgot what it was like to be young when it came to the naming process."
Clair picks up the phone and dials out, "I hope I got this right, I'm not used to calling out of-country, heh." The phone rings three times before it's picked up, then Clair moves to the corner to keep the noise level down.
A few minutes later Clair's voice raises a little higher than he'd like, "I'm fine mom, yes, you packed enough underwear!" Pausing to notice the door still open he blushes, "I'll call you back later, mom, keep safe." Blushing, Clair closes the door.
"Uh, just forget that ever happened. Please." He says to Michael, almost losing his voice.
How embarassing...
Regaining his composure though, he spekas again, "Anyways, now that I'm done calling my folks," Clair bites his lip, not sure if he should continue. After a second of thought, he follows his best instinct, "Why don't you call your parents right now? They're probably worried, especially with you getting hurt back there...If you really want me to I can talk to them for you, just to tell them you're well and all."