sitting at his desk in his office with you in the seat in front of him, he let out a sigh as he rubbed his forehead.

“we should compare hands, you know… for science.” he replied to your bored expression, his lips curving up into a tiny smile.

“…what?” you questioned, cocking an eyebrow at his epiphany. “what? it’s not like we haven’t done anything worse!” his voice sounded a little defensive as he raised his hands in surrender.