knocks lightly at the door, humming.

bites his lip and eases himself up trying to get the kink out before steadily making his way to the door. He felt like such an old man...

there must be something wrong with his economy. "Gabriel?" He says surprised when he opens the door and groaning lightly at his back.

smiles a bit, sneaking inside and nodding. "Hello, Sadik." he hums, eyeing all the paperwork, and carrying a few of his own. "Bysy, I see."

busy*]

quirks a brow at the paperwork in the Portuguese man's arms and nods. "Yes, were you planning on joining me?"

chuckles. "No, that was a one-time thing. I just came to deliver your share of my paperwork. All done, my part at least." he looks up,_

adjusting his tie. "You look stiff...C'mon, I'm not here to kill you."

gives him a forced smile. "Thanks again, here, pass me the pile." He says as he tries to roll up his shoulder to maybe loosen up his back

and arm but with no luck. He flinches lightly. "I know...it's not you I can assure you."

shakes his head, tilting it to the side next. "You look like a train wreck... Back pain?" he hums, pointing with his chin at him as he drops

the papers on the table.

runs a hand through his hair. "That's an understatement. Although I noticed you seem to come at my worse moments." He laughs lightly.

grins. "Oh, I have a little radar for that. There, Sadik is in pain, I'll visit him!" he hums, waving a hand. "Sit down. Oh, and I have_

pain killers too, do you want?" he offers, not saying Sadik has visited him during some pretty bad moments too.

shakes his head at the painkillers but does take a seat. "Make yourself at home." He adds as he continues to rotate his shoulder. "Can I get

you anything?