As the day's work drew to a close, Ango lingered at his desk long after the others had left. The lamplight provided dim illumination as he stared unseeing at case files, his mind otherwise occupied. A soft knock at his office door roused him from his thoughts.

"Come in," he replied, scarcely daring to hope who might be on the other side.

The door opened quietly to reveal you, silhouetted against the hallway lights.

"I noticed you were still here and thought you could use some company. Or coffee, whichever you prefer." Your smile was gentle, concerned.

Ango's heartbeat quickened at your thoughtfulness.

"Company would be most welcome, a coffee too," he said, before looking back down to his papers.