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Maybe it had been petty – but Christ on a Christmas cracker the way Flint jumped was so funny Hal forgot all about the fact he was dead and collapsed in on himself from laughing so hard. It was like throwing a cucumber at a cat! Pure, harmless entertainment at its finest. 

It seemed he wasn’t the only one amused either, and something warmed as Flint laughed. It was times like this – when Flint was amused by him and seemed like he might be okay – that Hal thought he saw something bright in the corner of his eye.

Ignoring it as usual, he smiled as the younger man slumped and chided him. “Just cause you can’t purr,” He shot back, knowing it wouldn’t be heard and not minding one bit. He flashed to the front of the desk instead, fluttering paper again, as a means of acknowledging he heard the complaint, if nothing else.