Garamond and Calibri Playdate :D

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“I had a feeling I’d find you here,” Garamond was careful to close the door behind him as he made his way into the lab. He knew Calibri wasn’t fond of disturbances. “Hope you’re not busy. We need to get packed and going in an hour or so.”

Garamond sauntered up to the second-in-command’s working desk, carrying a brochure and a couple of tickets. He laid them out on the desk over Calibri’s notes, as if intentionally trying to deflect the other man from his work. The brochure advertised a convention for bioinformatics and other scientific ventures. “Here,” he said, pointing to the image of some strange, aquatic creature on the cover – an invertebrate from the looks of it, possibly a Cephalopod. “You wanted to see this, didn’t you?”

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"Your head is very heavy, sir," Calibri said, by means of retort, and it was a rare show of humor and wit that was not acidic, for once. After a moment, with the blood rushing back into his extremities, he managed to stand up to full height on his own, and gradually, the strange discomfort faded, as did his frustration. It was replaced with a clearly awkward embarrassment, judging from the way the second-in-command kept his head down even as he pushed his glasses up, looking at their feet. "I'm all right now, though."