[ 'Working as much as Kaz'd like' is probably roughly equivalent to 'building entire cities in the span of a week', so perhaps it's a good thing that Kaz can use some of his time for leisure instead of furiously pouring over documents ad statistics. Not that Venom doesn't appreciate his efforts or abilities, but there comes a time when running yourself ragged does more harm than good.
(Hypocrite.)
He glances down at the additional weight on his prosthetic, adjusts to the curl of his joints under the curl of Kaz's new hand. It's true, he was considering leaving to get briefed from Ocelot (and incidentally find his dog, his precious dog son), but, well.
His weight settles on the bed, hand staying put under his XO's. The remaining one carefully sets his borrowed photographs aside, though not without another quick glance at one on the top of the pile— an unfamiliar, pale-blond boy, on worn paper stock. ]
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(Hypocrite.)
He glances down at the additional weight on his prosthetic, adjusts to the curl of his joints under the curl of Kaz's new hand. It's true, he was considering leaving to get briefed from Ocelot (and incidentally find his dog, his precious dog son), but, well.
His weight settles on the bed, hand staying put under his XO's. The remaining one carefully sets his borrowed photographs aside, though not without another quick glance at one on the top of the pile— an unfamiliar, pale-blond boy, on worn paper stock. ]
—More, huh. Fine, I'll take a look.