The way the room was laid out left Avi facing both women; Tanis, in the chair in front of him and Sinead towering above both of them, standing upright in the doorway. At Tanis' question, his expression faltered, feeling the weight of both their presences. Despite the exhaustion in his expression, there was a mildness about him when his eyes flickered to his wife, transparently giving away that he doubted he had a say in it.<br/>When he spoke, there was a gentle smile ghosting at his lip. "Nothing important, no."<br/>Sinead had nothing short of adoration for her husband, and she recognized the almost grateful tone of easy accept; in fact, she knew he'd be in bed before they'd even be out of the driveway.<br/>"Take a break - both of you," Sinead urged; though her tone of voice was gentle, her words were bold, as she finally stepped into the room. She knew the late hours were a result of a tight deadline, but Tanis' was not the only pro bono case Avi was preparing for. "Give yourself the day off."<br/>The conversation was still directed at her husband, Sinead's words bypassing the young woman in front of him. She knew him to be the driving force between late hours like this, and so, with a gentle touch, Sinead's hand found Tanis' shoulder in an encouraging, grounding little gensture. "Let's go, honey."<br/>Though Sinead hadn't come close to him, Avi relaxed into the chair, as if the caress was brushed against his own skin. Finally succumbing to the  - rather unprofessional - instinct to rub at his eyes, Avi pushed his reading glasses up onto his forehead.<br/>"Just do as she says," he blindly exhaled, tired but almost a chuckle, before both his hands settled at the nape of his neck. His eyes were pink at the corners when he once again blinked the world into focus. "I'll be in touch tomorrow."