Nico is good at knowing what people want, good enough to know when he doesn't know the full extent of it. But the project is worthwhile, and that's more than he was expecting from the call. Whatever else Lark wants, he'll figure out how to survive it when it happens.
He pushes his chair in carefully, slate vanishing into an inner jacket pocket. "I don't need anything from you. Have a good afternoon."
He could review in his head to see how many times he's thanked Nico, but why dig around to find embarrassment? Why let on just how much he's reeling from a genuine, quick agreement? If he did that he'd just make himself suspicious of this and this was his idea.
"You, too," he says instead, and he packs his things and leaves.
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Date: 2019-12-11 03:55 am (UTC)He pushes his chair in carefully, slate vanishing into an inner jacket pocket. "I don't need anything from you. Have a good afternoon."
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Date: 2019-12-11 03:58 am (UTC)"You, too," he says instead, and he packs his things and leaves.