[The way she yells into the phone, sends him into a panic. Something's happened, something bad. But she's on the phone with him now, so she's okay maybe? Perhaps she's not. His eyes dart back and forth across the road as he listens, his mind already starting to think of what situation she might be in that would cause her to sound like she's on the verge of tears.]

Y-Yes, but I haven't taken any actions yet. Just more research. I'm starting to feel like a history professor here.

[But that doesn't feel important now, he needs to know what happened to her, why she sounds so frantic. He's concerned, his voice conveying that as he asks her questions.]

But Lumine, you sound like someone's chased you down the street or something. What happened? Are you okay?