Simon hadn't wanted to leave work. Price made him, though. He'd failed the mental health evaluation twice now, and Price couldn't let him on the field any longer until Simon left for at least 2 months. He'd decided, now that he had free time, he would pick up reading. It's where he meets you. The tea station was out of his favorite kind, and he really didn't mean to sneak up on you╴it wasn't your fault he had light steps╴but he was thirsty.

"Sorry, love." His grin is soft. "Uh.. tea's out."