[ overall, miles has been pretty conscious of making sure he doesn't overwork himself too badly. the events of march and april, and what a terrifying blur they were, are still fresh in his mind. he has no desire to go back to that place, oh no.
that doesn't diminish the urgency of the situation any. mishandle this, and they could all wind up dead. that's what the caducans seem to want, anyway. dammit. so miles has been going about his daily business, the bar and the personnel office and mealtimes, just accompanied by a datapad at all times, because it's not like this is going to solve itself.
but apparently he's missed a mealtime today, having sequestered himself in his private office for some quiet, because he isn't aware of the time until there's a chime at his door and he's opened it to see his cousin ivan with a tray of food and a bottle of wine. rubbing his jaw and feeling the scratch of incoming stubble, miles glances down at his MID and twists his lips. ]
ivan
that doesn't diminish the urgency of the situation any. mishandle this, and they could all wind up dead. that's what the caducans seem to want, anyway. dammit. so miles has been going about his daily business, the bar and the personnel office and mealtimes, just accompanied by a datapad at all times, because it's not like this is going to solve itself.
but apparently he's missed a mealtime today, having sequestered himself in his private office for some quiet, because he isn't aware of the time until there's a chime at his door and he's opened it to see his cousin ivan with a tray of food and a bottle of wine. rubbing his jaw and feeling the scratch of incoming stubble, miles glances down at his MID and twists his lips. ]
Missed dinner, didn't I?