After a minute or so, Alex's phone starts ringing. He growls in irritation and looks at the screen. "Gah. Gotta take this, Liv..." He murmurs, gently pushing her back onto the bed as he leans away to answer the call, his hand still squeezing hers.
"Uh huh... Yeah... Barely... No. Why?" His face twists into a mask of calm rage. "Is that so? Yes... Yes... Thanks. Bye." He disconnects the call and turns to Olivia.
"They found a major base of theirs. We're blowing it to pieces tomorrow. You are going to stay here with Brynn and recover. I don't want you getting hurt. And we need to strike now, because after the last mission, meaning yours, where we gave them too much time, we're just gonna smash them where we find them." He says.
Olivia then notices the damage that's been done to his body. His left arm is burned, and the marks spread all the way up to the middle of his chest and neck. And not the simple swell and go kind. These were serious third degree burns.