⤿ sully + koen › @roguedblood .
sits perfectly still in the high - backed leather chair, her posture the picture of professional detachment. she has seen every iteration of this resistance. the slammed doors, the brooding silences, the performative apathy and she remains as unmoved as the desk separating them. she clicks her pen once, twice, and thrice for good measure before she leans back, her expression neutral and calm.
“ you know, i am still paid even if you sit there in total silence, ” her voice a low, steady murmur that lacks any hint of frustration. she glances up from her notebook, her eyes scanning his face for the cracks in his armor. “ or, if you’d prefer, go ahead and throw another temper tantrum. honestly, you’re doing me a favor by acting like a child. ” she shrugs, a movement so light it borders on indifferent. “ it’s really quite simple: if you don’t engage, i won't sign off on your progress certificate. and without that court - mandated stamp of approval to show you’ve actually done the work, the public will just keep seeing you as a liability. eventually, they’ll get bored, they’ll stop waiting for your comeback, and they’ll just forget about you entirely. it’s your choice. ”
