[Ah, the fabled text messages he's heard so much about! He's never tried it before, so Killian attempts to answer, but he's staring too hard at the letters and where he's pressing his thumb to pay any attention to what he's actually typing.]
I won't know shout you, mate, but three is holy one home form e. My shit.
text - I'm really sorry
I won't know shout you, mate, but three is holy one home form e. My shit.
[Aaaand send.
Wait...
that's not what he typed???]