There's a flicker of a smile, and Jordan nods. "If you would," he says calmly. The weight of the death is settling more easily on his shoulders, or at least starting to. It's not a pleasant feeling, exactly, but he's not going to make him lose much sleep. "And tea to the Information Management offices when you're done here?"
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Date: 2013-01-20 04:14 pm (UTC)There was no hurry, after all.