Avi nodded at that, slowly, before finally seeming to accept that he wouldn't be able to remember it, if he didn't make a note of it.<br/>With a heavy exhale, he straightened his posture, reaching for his pen and planner. The last air of professionalism had left the room, meaning the motion of making an annotation for tomorrow seemed that more exhausting.<br/>"After 4," he repeated, writing a little<span style="font-style: italic">TC work</span>in the margin of his already filled day planner. He could already tell he wouldn't reach Tanis at home.<br/>"You're fine with that?" he pressed, as he himself moved to get up from his chair. His attention had resettled on Tanis, wanting to make sure she was, in fact, okay discussing her case at her place of work.<br/>"You can phone me, and I can deliver the message on my way home," Sinead offered, trying not to let any affliction seep into her tone of voice; though she, too, seemed hesitant about the implications of having Tanis take that time out of her shift. "I'm off at 3, and I don't mind waiting."<br/>It was only then Sinead turned to look at Tanis now that the other woman was standing. Sinead was smiling, reassuringly, wanting nothing more than do her part in solving the logistical troubles.