[Scott doesn't respond, but he's still there, breathing labored but present. There's some fumbling over the static, in between, as he brushes his fingers over the keyboard, trying to find the right letters. At least typos are minimal, thanks to...mostly texting under his desk in class.]
sir yes sir
[Nothing is stopping him from getting that out one way or another.]
no subject
sir yes sir
[Nothing is stopping him from getting that out one way or another.]