“Wanda, sweetheart, while I know your ears have been burning, because I’ve literally just been talking about how much we’ve missed you being around-” And...There goes the veracity of those tests. He’ll have to scrap it, reset the parameters and run it again later, when he can be sure the data’s not being influenced. The work to be redone ahead of him or not, however, he’s serious enough about that part; she has been missed. And, admittedly, he’s been feeling a little nostalgic lately, for simpler times, simpler teams, simpler...Everything. It’s embarrassing. Anathema to everything he’s supposed to stand for. He sighs internally, wiping the collected data with a few deft flicks of his fingers on the holoscreens in front of him, and swipes them away. “You are absolute hell on objective data, and I mean that in the most sincere, loving way possible.”
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