After countless knocks to the body in his line of work, especially with the loops ending in their destruction, a soft hand through his hair was... heavenly. He couldn't stop the loopy little smile and the lean of his head into the touch.

God, the loops had to stop. They had to beat this. He couldn't stand moments like these disappearing into nothingness just so they can get kicked back to the beginning of Monday.

Notes... notes, she was reading her notes, right?

"D-do we know how many employees work up in Mognet? May as well get that data down for consideration... good bread takes time, whole lotta nuts."