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madison_avenue (madison_avenue) wrote in silverage,

He, again, had this sudden urge to call her name as she left. To keep her in his office for no reason. As with the last time they had this conversation, he had nothing to say. No need to keep her in the room - at least, none that he could articulate. So with a keen sense of déjà vu, he said her name again. He gritted his teeth together with self-loathing, but was able to recover more quickly.

"Lily...are you enjoying working here?" he asked. He was genuinely interested. A girl like her - though they did roam the halls - working here was rare, and even more rarely did they seem to like it. They kid themselves that the men they worked for didn't only see them one way, but it was an interesting perspective to Don. At least, for the time being.

He had sat up by this point, his free hand hovering just above the desk, as if he were about to make some movement. His expression was of mild curiosity. Frankly, he was too tired to display the wide range of feelings inside of him, ones he couldn't pinpoint from one second to the next.