[ She’s not asleep at her desk. That would be unprofessional.
No, she’s asleep in the break room after falling asleep, working far too late into the night. Again. ]
“Mmmph?”

I have coffee.
[ It’s almost a holy word, using it around Ariadne. ]
“You’re here late tonight.” [ She slides the coffee over on the tabletop. ]
“Complicated’s one word for it. Clint’s an idiot and Barney’s an ass - but they’re family and I love them anyways. Most...
“Anytime.” [ He offered her a smile; small, but the warmth reached his eyes. ] “I should probably get to work myself....