Everything about Tanis' demeanor was gut-wrenching, from the stuttered sentences to the frustration spilling into her throat. Sinead truly couldn't have had worse timing, hating that while she had left Tanis' apartment heartbroken, Tanis might have left fearing the rejection had been equal to a legal death sentence.<br/>"No," Sinead replied, a sighed smile at her lip despite the nausea building in the back of her throat, her attention still directed at her purse. Tanis was so audibly nervous about the interaction, and Sinead wanted to soothe any of that, even if all she could offer was a reassuring honesty. She didn't want Tanis fearing for her legal representation in any way; Sinead felt selfish for not even considering that nuance.<br/>"Avi sends his regards. He'd like to see you Saturday morning," she continued, a hidden promise of Avi's continued support in her tone, as she finally turned towards Tanis, folder in her hand.<br/>Sinead had yet to tell Avi about everything that had happened, needing to offer him that honesty, too. With a tired, plastered on smile, Sinead offered Tanis the papers.<br/>"You didn't mess up anything."