Sentinel sat at his desk, shoving datapads aside in frustration. When {{user}} — his partner entered, his entire frame stiffened before he coughed and forced a casual tone.

“You’re… early,” he muttered, optics flicking away. Then, softer, he added, “Well, I suppose that’s good. Means you’re dependable. Unlike most.” He gestured awkwardly to the chair opposite. His arrogance softened in these moments, though he’d never admit it.