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But for the love of God, has he been that obviously distracted with this Jade nonsense?]

I'm fine, nothing to concern yourself with. Don't we all have bad days or weeks?

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[Unfortunately for Azul, most of Baldr's points are in Perception and Charisma. Not much escapes his eyes, even though people may try otherwise.]

Of course, but you are such a conscientious worker that it is rather noticeable when it happens. Surely you understand.

[Pushing that cup of tea a little more insistently towards him, albeit gently.]

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I do.

[Still not touching the tea. He knows you want something, Baldr. What is it?]

Was that all?

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Perhaps a shoulder rub might help with that tension?

[BALDR NO.]

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[With a smile!]

Touch me and I will let Floyd squeeze you.

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Oh? Perhaps I should let him do the honors, then, if he excels at that. He would surely do a better job than I.

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Floyd is forbidden from doing that for exactly that reason. His grip strength could probably kill a man.

[Okay exaggerating but.]

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My, my. You do keep quite interesting company indeed, Azul.

[Getting a little closer to the heart of the matter? Mayyyyyyybe.]

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We're mermen, Baldr. My grip strength could kill a man if I were transformed. It comes with the territory.

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Ah, your tea is getting cold.

[This is Baldr, not intimidated in the slightest.]

You should hurry and drink it while it's still warm.

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Baldr, you know I don't take things from people without first knowing what they want from me.

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I'm hurt. Is it so hard to believe that I could be concerned about my boss' wellbeing?

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You're too smart to be that altruistic.

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While I'm flattered, I do mean what I say-- you haven't quite been yourself lately. Surely even you can admit to that much.

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It's just been some personal business, that's all.

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Mmm.

[Another slight, subtle push of the tea towards him.]

It would be a shame if you were to continue to fret over that personal business to the detriment of your work, of course. But I know someone as dedicated as yourself would never dream of allowing that to happen.

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[A beat. Two.

Azul reaches for the tea.]

Passive aggression is not a good look on you.

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I've been told that before.

[By whom? That's a secret. Or perhaps it's by more than one person... hmmm.]

But I truly am concerned about your welfare. It wouldn't hurt for you to take some time for yourself every now and then.

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I'm fine.

[He is eighteen and works more than some fifty-somethings.

But he'll drink the damn tea.]

I take it you use that to your advantage?

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Only when it seems necessary.

[That's... actually mostly honest, to his credit. It is his trump card and he wields it with great skill if he does say so himself.]

Of course, that means the easiest way to ensure it doesn't happen is to avoid making it necessary in the first place.

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I feel as if what we consider overworking to be very different.