"Oh, darn," she joked as she stepped back from his embrace to give him space. "Did I forget to tell you I'm a ghoul?" Already, she was being readily distracted from the misery of informing Lachlan. There would be tears eventually, she was sure, gross sobs that consumed her almost as terribly as the ones she had cried to Malou, but for the moment Fallon was content to be near him, to be talking about nonsensical things that mattered naught.

The files were all closed, thankfully. While Jesse was also a ministry employee, he likely didn't possess the same security clearance as she. Some things would have to stay confidential for now, unfortunately. "Yeah, I was trying to distract myself by proofing the old fart's notes." It was almost as though he had refrained from filing a single paper in her absence. Fallon couldn't wait for the jackass to retire.

She moved to the bed and bent to scoop them up into a neat pile rather than the jumbled mess. "Had to do something to stop thinking about his reaction."