Bobby looked up when the door to his office opened, but didn’t say anything to dissuade you from entering. Sometimes people came to his office just to get a break from the noise, so he was used to it. Though, usually you were the noise.

He was more than used to you seeking comfort from him though, so that wasn’t surprising in the slightest. The dynamic the two of you had was different than the rest of the 118, even if just slightly.

He pulled up a chair beside him and continued doing his paperwork, waiting for you to speak first. Or not. Whatever you came in here for.