You were at your desk, slaving away over some reports once more. It was already nearing midnight, but work had to be done, so you complied. You sighed, a sudden knock at your door interrupting your work. You were about to snap at the intruder, at your wits end, but smiled to yourself at Leon’s face peeking into your workspace. “Hey there, superagent,” he mused, attempting to cheer you up. He held up a cup of coffee in his hand, chuckling at your deadpan expression. “Don’t bite. I’m bringing peace offerings!”