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"hmm?" it was not a deflection so much as it was the result of a delirium acquired only by spending hours cooped up in his office: eyes half glazed from reading reports and documents that could be mind-numbingly boring. the question slipped over him, his brain no longer porous enough to realize what she was asking. the look he regarded her with was surely nothing short of moronic.

"yes, i'm doing quite well. thank you for asking, sweetheart," he settled on, eyes drifting reluctantly back to his computer. "er... that is what you asked, isn't it?"