"I'll be fine," Ben shrugged again, walking back to his desk and sitting back down--but only after shutting and locking his door, steam from the temperature difference curling around the door frame.

The news didn't really surprise him. It made sense. Good riddance, frankly. They were all better off without Micheal, anyhow.

"Good for her," He replied, not lifting his eyes from his latest project, but scooting his chair right back up to the desk.

"Is that all?"