"Best to leave the fine lines to the wire walker," she smirks and slides off the edge of the window sill, her feet making soundless contact with the floor as she steps toward his desk as he pulls out his snack container.

The smile never leaves her face and softens a little at the edges. In the space of a blink, she's swapped from standing in front of him to perching on the corner as she inspects the goods. She plucks one of the candies and unwraps it, glancing back up at him for a moment, "Thank you," she says, her tone soft, and then she pops the candy into her mouth.