[Anthony's seated, with the usual paper for network connection open - but not, at present, connected. There's some amount of temptation to go through and check and re-check more numbers he's got committed to memory - Alex and Ms. Bainbridge at the same time; it's odd, it's vexing, and it's that much mass simply... cut out while he was metaphorically sleeping, all at once.
He's not going to take the gamble on any further discovery, on one hand, not right now. On the other, he'll spare himself the distraction.
Nothing to divert his attention from hearing Nick come in.
Sound of the right key in the door, the right steps making their way inside. Turns his head, if a bit low-hung.]
Hi.
[Which is... obligatory. It's disengaged. It isn't any good - and yet, this is a stupid question, but it's active. Voice un-knots, re-knots.]
action;
He's not going to take the gamble on any further discovery, on one hand, not right now. On the other, he'll spare himself the distraction.
Nothing to divert his attention from hearing Nick come in.
Sound of the right key in the door, the right steps making their way inside. Turns his head, if a bit low-hung.]
Hi.
[Which is... obligatory. It's disengaged. It isn't any good - and yet, this is a stupid question, but it's active. Voice un-knots, re-knots.]
...You all right -- ?