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“So.” Gyro said casually, standing next to Fenton at his desk, his clipboard in his hand. He looked down at it, and then back to surveying Fenton’s work. “Our dinner reservations tonight are confirmed for six.” He continued, Fenton nodding along. Despite the emptiness of the main lab, they were still ever cautious about their relationship becoming far too public.
“Sounds good.” Fenton replied, steeling himself from reaching out and holding Gyro’s hand, if only for a moment. Instead, their gazes locked and they shared a small smile. “I’ll see you then.”
“See you then.” Gyro replied, his voice soft.