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[inthebiblicalsense]

[In a very serious, business tone, Abel's answering machine sounds after any attempted calls that aren't responded to right away.]

You've reached Abel. I am not available at the moment, but I'll get back to you as soon as I can. If this is urgent, leave the line open.

And if this is Fitz I hope you're having a good day.

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[reargunner]

Hm? You sure? Wasn't expecting you to do all the work.

[And he did manage to get kind of into it, after all.]

[inthebiblicalsense]

Your input is important, but I do actually need some time to finish the concept. I'm not just turning in some slapped together sketches, you know?

[He's not saying he can't help, but this will take some time.] I want it to look nice, and nice takes a while.

[reargunner]

Okay, okay.

[Hands up. He slides out of his seat and briefly ruffles his hand over Ethan's hair, then leans down to kiss the side of his head.]

Do whatever you need to, then. I'll be over there.

[On the couch. Reading. Probably in a weird position.]

[inthebiblicalsense]

Hey- [Before Alexei can walk away, Ethan catches his shirt, managing a kiss to his cheek before he lets him go.]

I'll come over and ask you what you think in a bit.

[And, popping in his eyebuds, he'll enjoy the comfortable quiet of parallel play for as long as it'll take him to get a few good sketches done.]