[He was... why was he here? Jon is holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a cup of tea in the other. He'd just been at home and he was going out to get something to drink. But he'd... come to the Institute. To give... Elias a coffee? It would make him easier to deal with. But he hadn't meant to meet him in person. Had he?
Jon stares at the other man in confusion, then mild horror. He hadn't meant to be here. Or, maybe he had? To get a copy of the contract. He still needs one of those. So maybe he came for that?]
I... brought you a coffee. [He holds it out to Elias. What else is he going to do? Throw it in the man's face? Tempting... He'll seriously consider that for the few seconds it takes the other man to grab the takeaway cup. Jon steps into the office, expression still puzzled and extremely off-balance.] I need a copy of the contract. Your employment contract.
[That must be why he came here. Jon is fully aware that is not at all why he is here, but the alternative is admitting to himself that Elias just magically walked him right to his side, and that's a thought he doesn't want to deal with.]
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Jon stares at the other man in confusion, then mild horror. He hadn't meant to be here. Or, maybe he had? To get a copy of the contract. He still needs one of those. So maybe he came for that?]
I... brought you a coffee. [He holds it out to Elias. What else is he going to do? Throw it in the man's face? Tempting... He'll seriously consider that for the few seconds it takes the other man to grab the takeaway cup. Jon steps into the office, expression still puzzled and extremely off-balance.] I need a copy of the contract. Your employment contract.
[That must be why he came here. Jon is fully aware that is not at all why he is here, but the alternative is admitting to himself that Elias just magically walked him right to his side, and that's a thought he doesn't want to deal with.]