Yylfordt eyed the flask. You'd think they had coffee facilities in a lab; he knew it was one of the first things he made sure was nearby in a workshop, and Szayel basically hooked caffeine directly into his veins when he was working.
But some preferred the excuse to get up and walk off. He'd worked with a guy like that once. Leaving the room to go and get a coffee, and drink the coffee, was how he mulled things over to come back to them less frustrated. It worked, too. Maybe this guy was like that.
"Same here," Yylfordt said, less enthusiastically. He trailed slightly after the new guy on his way to the kitchen, not at all consciously using the new bro as a shield from the girls.
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Date: 2015-12-23 06:49 pm (UTC)But some preferred the excuse to get up and walk off. He'd worked with a guy like that once. Leaving the room to go and get a coffee, and drink the coffee, was how he mulled things over to come back to them less frustrated. It worked, too. Maybe this guy was like that.
"Same here," Yylfordt said, less enthusiastically. He trailed slightly after the new guy on his way to the kitchen, not at all consciously using the new bro as a shield from the girls.