That sounds like a threat. [he says, amused of course because it's funnier if it was the threat of, oh no! sleeping at the office, something he himself has never once done and isn't the reason they became roommates in the first place.] I am beside myself with horror at the idea of doing such a thing. Truly the weather strives to ruin our work-life balance.

[as though it doesn't all blur now. case in point: viktor sitting at the window sill, watching pal move around with great affection unfitting for a workplace. fonder still at pal's excitement.

he does get up, not to help but to move toward the couch, a much more comfortable perch despite being another surface for pal to put things on. yup, clearly giving up on the dream of pal finding that file, given he's unlatching his knee brace to settle in for a good couple of hours at least. he does have a tendency to just stick around pal's office and check the network or draw up blueprints.]