Emma leaned back against the railing, watching her with a warm expression. "You aren't crowding me, my dear. Heavens know we both earn every single second of peace we get around here. Pull up a chair and let's just enjoy the view. Together. Tell me how your morning has been."
"Well, in that case, I can make myself scarce if you'd like." She said with a small but kind smile, "I don't mind, we both need some sort of quiet break while living here."
Emma shifted, taking a slow sip from her drink as she watched Jean step closer. "Nothing to frown about, my dear. I was just lost in my own thoughts for a moment. It's rare I get a quiet morning to myself up here."
i'll be reviewing some of you all's danger room feeds, off the back of everyone spectating over mine the other day. i know none of you asked. but, still. notes on your performances, if you all would like them.
I've learned that you can ignore it to put to about 20 minutes before someone starts complaining so... you could at least finish a cup of coffee in that time.
Emma stepped into the room, heels clicking sharply against the floor as she looked around his cramped office. She smoothed her white blazer, a diamond ring catching the dim light.
"Hello, Matt. Relax your fists, I just want to talk."