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[otiosity]

You've reached Hawke! Leave a message on this thing that I don't even remotely understand and I'll fumble my way to figure out how to answer your most important request.

Probably.

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[otiosity]

[Another sneeze and a groan.]

No idea. Might have to start sharpening your metal man knives.

[She can tell. Hawke might be the best at being devil may care but she's fairly good at reading people who are similar to her. And she knows Tony. She and him are similar to the point where it's a little scary they're even allowed to spend time together. Which is why she knows better than to poke at wounds. She sighs a little bit and shifts and curls up a little closer against him letting him take most of her weight. An unspoken bit of opening up.]

Well, if you ever felt not okay or decide not try so hard at it. I'm around. Even after my shift is technically over. It does get tiring after a bit.

[She's going to look at him even if she knows he's looking away.]

[arcreact]

[ Tony's gonna regret this little heart to heart when he's suffering from a space plague in a few days. Not that this actually compels him to get up and leave. He goes still when she gently calls him on his bullshit, though. Yeah, that probably wasn't gonna work on Hawke, sort of like how it didn't work on him earlier.

Man, how the hell did this arrangement even happen? ]

Overtime? And here you're starting to make me think I'm not paying you enough.

[ Jokes. ]

[otiosity]

[The gentle aspect is a surprise to her. She's not usually good at poking people that way. Varric is. Maybe he's rubbing off on her. He'd be proud. It's the best way to deal with her after all so it's perhaps not surprising that it's the best way to deal with someone similar to her in all the worst ways.

Also please don't get space plague Tony, it's awful.]

You barely pay me at all. Though I'm the fool who sticks around. So it's clear whose on the losing side of this situation. Are you certain this sort of thing is allowed? Seems unfair.

[Jokes and counter jokes.]

[arcreact]

You're welcome to to hand in your resignation any time you want. It's not my fault somebody likes to take their work home with them.

[ He's pretty sure he could fire her from her stupid fake job tomorrow, and functionally nothing would change. It's kind of sad how comforting that is. ]

[otiosity]

Please. I have responsibilities. I'm the most responsible person in the entire department. Without me, it all collapses. Whoosh! A house of cards.

[She sniffles miserably but at least seems very amused at this tangent. Which is better than feeling shitty and unamused.]

Plus, I prefer to resign in person and cuss my boss out. Simple things in life.

[arcreact]

[ If any one good thing has come out of this conversation, it's been pulling Hawke out of the miserable funk she'd been in when he arrived. She's almost back to her usual candor. ]

Even if that's true, I'm pretty sure I have to demand you stay home and sleep instead of giving the Moira's finest minds your germs.

[ It's already too late for him, of course. The finest mind of them all. ]

[otiosity]

[Wow, sometimes sitting and dealing with shit alone doesn't work. It's shocking! A twist.

Still she groans dramatically and slumps against him.]

But sitting alone here is boring and lonely. Plus I have my duties to take care of. Perhaps, it's just a mage cold. Or we could take my bed and put it into the Ingress room?

[That... probably doesn't exist but the part about it being lonely isn't a lie. She spent months stuck in her bed after the Arishok fight. And the long stretches alone were the worst.

[arcreact]

[ He gives her shoulder a series of exaggerated sympathy pats. ]

If we put your bed in the Ingress room you'd never get out of it, even when you're not sick.

[otiosity]

But I'd always be rested for any upcoming dangers. I think it's the cleverest idea I've ever had.

[She sighs and slumps under his shoulder pats. Clearly this is not going how she dreamed. But she's glad for Tony and... glad for Adrien, she supposes. Not that she'd ever be able to say either of those things to their faces.]

[arcreact]

[ It's almost as if her assumptions about how badly this might go ended up being entirely in vain. Not that Tony'd planned for his day to go quite like this, either, but as far as he's concerned, his reasons for coming have been fulfilled. ]

That or you'll sleep through all the upcoming dangers. But hey, it's a free country... uh, I assume? Knock yourself out.

[otiosity]

I'm not THAT bad. I do wake up at things that cause normal people to wake up at. I just choose not to wake up entirely.

[She drops her head back onto his shoulder. It's obviously an intimate gesture and even she's surprised at how comfortable she feels with it. Being naked in front of someone, sex, those were the easy things? Just sitting next to someone who might probe you about your feelings? Much harder. But if there was some sort of test that her brain did on people, perhaps, Tony had simply passed it. It would be the sort of thing he did.]

A job for tomorrow then.

[arcreact]

Tomorrow.

[ He agrees easily enough, because they can probably both settle on one thing, if nothing else: fuck today. Fuck the past week, maybe even the past month. They can go back to facing the world tomorrow. ]