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[asmywitness]

[[Tyler screens his calls - anyone who tries to actually call him, he'll text back in reply.]]

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[asmywitness]

[Steven what the fuck did you tell him.]

As I said, his work brings him joy. He finds it a good way to express himself on both physical and interpersonal levels. He gets satisfaction from operating within the company's direction. But I'm not a psychologist, and I'm not particularly inclined to make comments on his abilities and knowledge in regards to empathy.

If we're going to discuss being coworkers, though, [Because while he makes no secret of his job being data entry, if asked, no-one fucking knows it's for Team Rocket.] I'd be more comfortable with doing so in person.

[hythlodaeus]

[Hythlodaeus is... surprised. Slightly delighted, certainly...]

Be assured that I have secured this line quite well! ...And if you are certain that approaching you will be safe for your mind and my body.

[asmywitness]

Nonetheless. I feel that this is a subject of some delicacy, that I'd rather not have documented. I work with rather confidential information and I'd hate for something important to slip because someone happened to read one of our gear in a moment of lapsed guard.

[hythlodaeus]

I admire your prudence. I really must insist, however, that you restrain your bird in some manner. I am uninterested in losing my eyes again so soon.

[asmywitness]

That's acceptable, if you don't mind me keeping a different Psychic Pokemon out instead. I've gotten used to having a second set of eyes assisting me.

There's a cafe near the Goldenrod Department store with outdoor seating that ought to accommodate someone of your stature.

cw casual ableism I’m sorry

[hythlodaeus]

Don’t tell me that you’re losing your sight, too. Dear me.

I hope you aren’t perturbed by vilekin, as Solus calls them. My triad of cutiefly have become my constant companions.

[asmywitness]

[Oh good, he regrets this already. He's just not even gonna bother addressing that.]

I'm not terribly familiar with Cutiefly, but I'm sure I won't mind them. Would you be alright to meet in an hour's time?

[hythlodaeus]

Oh, I have bread in the oven and onions caramelizing. I live quite close to the radio tower, and it should only be a leisurely ten minute walk if you’re so eager. Solus is out and about, but I’m sure he’ll be home for dinner if you’d like to join us.

[asmywitness]

With all due respect, I don't want to know where you two live. It's entirely irrelevant to me.

Pick the date then. Keeping in mind that you're the one who wants to talk to me about work, not the other way around.

[hythlodaeus]

My, my! Well, Steven and I will be having lunch on Wednesday for sign practice at that very café. It would be useful to our purposes for you to deliver your insights directly.

[asmywitness]

[He doesn't like that Hythlodaeus keeps trying to get witnesses in on their meeting, but he supposes of anyone Steven is the more likely to not stop his endeavour.]

That sounds like it ought to work. I can ask to start work a bit later for it. I'll see you there, then.