The joke would be on Reno at that point, because Emil would eat up the chance to do this even if they did it slowly. So it would be a war of attrition until they got back to the point that they had been.

"That's an excellent idea. We could do that when you're a little less busy. You can definitely leave messages even if I don't pick up. I can't really bring my phone with me onto the ice."

He snorts quietly and waves Reno off then, stepping back toward the door. His smile fades a little with the sudden anxiety that this was going to be the last time he saw Reno again. "Fine ok I'll get out of your hair. But seriously, you have to call me when you're done with all of that."