No email, no browser... [Counting them off as she leans forward to snap the light on— wincing against the brightness of its glow after her eyes have adjusted so well to the clear moonlight from outside. Blinking it away a few beats later, she gets to work jacking into his monitoring systems.
Offering accepted, it seems.] What do you even do for fun?
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Offering accepted, it seems.] What do you even do for fun?