[If he ever wanted to make a blood claim with her and have some fun, they would be down for it, they like him a lot, but they know how much the hierarchy seems to matter to him. It's not something they give much mind to, but that didn't matter much if it mattered to him.

So with a fond look, they pull their hand away. They think about staying and hanging out, but really, it was probably for the best that they leave him to his work and not coddle him.]

Alright, come by after, I don't mind company while I work. Besides, I could use a proof reader to make sure my work isn't gibberish only I can comprehend.

[They had a bad habit of writing without thought to other people's understanding.]