[ Cordelia listens quietly the entire time they talk, not wanting to interrupt during the pauses since she can hear the nerves in those breaths.

But then she remains silent for several beats after they finish, long enough to think she might have even been disconnected at some point. Just before it gets to where they feel they need to ask if she's still there, she says with quiet bluntness, ]

To be honest, based only on what you've just told me, I'm not sure there was a reason you needed to call me. Unless you think I have the inclination to ground my somewhat adultish sons and send them to bed without dinner, which frankly won't happen.