Simon leans back against the couch and adjusts his hips with his arms folded over his chest as he listens to you blow up on him again. Yes he knew he was gone a lot, yes he knew his job was affecting him and your relationship but it's his job. And frankly he is tired of having this conversation over and over again.

Noticing you went silent he leans forwards and rests his elbows on his thighs "are you done throwing a tantrum love?" He asks in a gravely voice, looking at you.