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         ‘ i can see you’re occupied, ’ he says, more sardonic and less expressive than should be allowed. he begins rolling his sleeves, doesn’t bother looking around to confirm it’s only the pair of them ( he knows ). ‘ shall i come back later? ’

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Fen sighs softly. They have a point.  Sometimes, the teenager just has to remind herself that not everyone has it out for her or wants her to fail. They were doing their job, not trying to look for reasons to punish or fire her. ...Hopefully. 

     Pan to Roux’s gently horrified face. He’d only come in here to see if he could get some footage of a run-down business struggling to start up, and instead he’d been privy to what transpired to be the loudest, most virulent domestic he’s ever seen in all his years or, or, centuries, or parsecs? Is that a measure of time? He always forgets. If you’re going to make measurements of things that aren’t time, Roux always says, then don’t put the word ‘sec’ in them, because that’s confusing, and it leads to many mishaps, but not fun ones. That’s the kind of quote you could cross-stitch and hang on your kitchen wall. Anyway, whatever. The passage of time is a sketchy thing when you can fizzle between universes in the blink of an eye. He could be, like, three.