02.Feb.23, 03:28 AM
Considering Mulrissa both spent her early years with brothers and raised a son, she was well versed in boys being annoying to get a reaction, and had pointedly not kicked S’far. Even if it would have been a perfectly fair response, she knew better than to encourage him while Cazan was still in the room.
When S’far poked his head out from under her desk Mulrissa leaned back in her seat and looked down at him, one eyebrow raised.
“I assume she won’t be back until she’s finished those gloves, unless she decides she needs to consult me on a detail she’s forgotten, or some other paperwork she wants me to look at. I can’t recall anything else she was supposed to work on that she’d bring to me, but perhaps it’s better to be safe.”
Mulrissa tilts her head, considering the door for a moment. “Should I lock it?” She hadn’t forgotten to lock the door, per se, but it hadn’t seemed important in the moment, and it had made it simpler for Cazan to let herself in instead of requiring Mulrissa get up to get the door herself. Now that she’d been reminded interruptions were quite possible, she was debating the merits of locking it.
“If it stays unlocked, you stay down there, I think,” she decided, putting her hand on S’far’s head and more or less gently pushing him back under the desk proper. “I’m sure you’ll figure out the best way to complete your essential job functions from there.”
When S’far poked his head out from under her desk Mulrissa leaned back in her seat and looked down at him, one eyebrow raised.
“I assume she won’t be back until she’s finished those gloves, unless she decides she needs to consult me on a detail she’s forgotten, or some other paperwork she wants me to look at. I can’t recall anything else she was supposed to work on that she’d bring to me, but perhaps it’s better to be safe.”
Mulrissa tilts her head, considering the door for a moment. “Should I lock it?” She hadn’t forgotten to lock the door, per se, but it hadn’t seemed important in the moment, and it had made it simpler for Cazan to let herself in instead of requiring Mulrissa get up to get the door herself. Now that she’d been reminded interruptions were quite possible, she was debating the merits of locking it.
“If it stays unlocked, you stay down there, I think,” she decided, putting her hand on S’far’s head and more or less gently pushing him back under the desk proper. “I’m sure you’ll figure out the best way to complete your essential job functions from there.”