Truthfully, it was difficult to recall what he even did, exhaustion settling so heavily over him. "I... called to you," he said, slowly, "when you were in the bath. I didn't want to—..."

Go inside. Which, now, seemed almost silly. They were both men. It wasn't like the Phantom was hiding any secrets, aside from his face, which he could have easily obscured. He'd been... shy. Why?

"I'm sorry. I should have known you wouldn't hear me."