Sorting through the paper documents from the recent conversation, Geoffrey skillfully sealed them in an envelope and placed them into a cabinet. The rest was Yuriel's job; he only needed to make sure everything was neatly arranged.
After finishing all this, Geoffrey sat on a sofa nearby. The office was quiet, the only sound being the turning of pages as Lebius read.
"Is this what you do after work? Just sit here and read?"
Geoffrey asked. It had been a long time since he and Lebius had worked together. He didn't know much about Lebius's lifestyle until the recent establishment of the Special Operations Group brought them back into contact.
"Yeah."
Lebius replied. To others, such a response might seem perfunctory and cold, but Geoffrey knew this was just how Lebius was; he was long accustomed to it.
