[ lumine's halfway through her paperwork when ajax finally returns, poring through the reports of the current losses and deficits of the company after the attack and the proposed contingency plan. it's help her a bit in clearing her head and settling her emotions, but that's always been the case with her since time immemorial. work is familiar, work is a routine. it's soothing to her, in a way that aether says is masochistic.
she doesn't even look up when he finally addresses her, her hand in the middle of signing the documents and sorting it out into different folders as her gaze moves across the pages. she only pauses to correct something on the paper before shuffling it into another folder. ]
It's in the backpack on the couch downstairs.
[ he can't miss it since it's the only thing sitting on the sofa. and she's made sure to leave it there, too, just in case he refuses to occupy the same room as her again. ]
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she doesn't even look up when he finally addresses her, her hand in the middle of signing the documents and sorting it out into different folders as her gaze moves across the pages. she only pauses to correct something on the paper before shuffling it into another folder. ]
It's in the backpack on the couch downstairs.
[ he can't miss it since it's the only thing sitting on the sofa. and she's made sure to leave it there, too, just in case he refuses to occupy the same room as her again. ]