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[5055034455]

I'm not sure what Tony's gonna do without her.

[That's what Saul's most worried about.

He watches Kanaya, then arches an eyebrow.]

I don't see the problem.

[speakveryclearly]

[...oh right. That guy. She'd wanted to solicit him for materials but... maybe she should wait.

Mr. Goodman doesn't see it, though, and that makes her feel better but worse at the same time. There are nice men like him out there. Maybe... she's too insecure after all? Hahaha. Yeah, right. There's never an end to possibilities of disappointment and failure.]

He's very handsome by human standards. He can't have that hard a time.

[5055034455]

[That earns a smirk from Saul, but it's followed by a roll of his eyes.]

Handsome and brilliant, but if the way Pepper kept an eye on him tells me anything, it's that the guy doesn't know how to tie his shoes.

[speakveryclearly]

The richest men in all societies are that way, aren't they? Just need somebody to keep an eye on them, that's all.

[Wise beyond her sweeps.]

The door revolves both ways. [She doesn't mean, of course, that Pepper will come back. That's always too much to hope for. Just that he'll replace her, pragmatically if not necessarily emotionally, out of sheer necessity.]

[5055034455]

[He shrugs a shoulder, addressing everything she just said with one gesture.]

We'll see. You need my help with any of this?

[speakveryclearly]

I don't know, it would be nice... [She manages to not gesture at herself again, a small victory over her alien/adolescent hyper self awareness.]

To have a frontman, you know. You're well-known in the collective commercial circles, from what I've seen. I don't know if that's a role you're entirely interested in or if it's just what Pepper asked you to do...

[5055034455]

Um.

[It's not really that he's not interested; he's just busy.]

This sorta thing isn't really up my alley, you know? I'm a law guy. Working for the Department and being on call for Tony is one thing, but a rec facility...

[Saul trails off, shrugging a shoulder.]

[speakveryclearly]

[Her disappointment is immediately physically obvious--she actually glows a little less brightly.] I guess the connection is pretty tenuous at that point.

[She clutches the papers a little closer.]

If you know anyone else who's looking for that kind of white-collar work, though...

[5055034455]

[Welp.

Way to make Saul feel bad, Kanaya!]

I mean, I can help. I just — not the frontman thing. That should be you. This is your project.

[speakveryclearly]

[IT'S NOT... HIS FAULT...]

From a certain point of view... you do have a point there... [It has been from the beginning, just--] Maybe if the next mission retroactively returns the exiles to amicability.

[5055034455]

[Of course he has a point.]

Maybe. Let's wait and see, yeah?



[muffled laughter from the future]

[speakveryclearly]

[Muffled sobbing in the moderate distance]

Yeah--thanks for [papers] all of this, sir, I'm sure I've kept you long enough... [#ImNotImportant]

[5055034455]

[He almost hangs up, but:]

Are you — uh, okay? With this news, I mean. You knew Pepper better than I did.

[speakveryclearly]

[A long, heavy pause.]

Still not very well, sir.

[She turns away and closes the door.]