[ midnight puts his head to kaveh's. it stems an entire litany of arguments long since heard and passed, the old back and forth - that midnight works as hard as kaveh regardless, that having midnight on-site defeats the purpose of leaving work to far more efficient hands, that kaveh and netzach can handle the process just fine. but midnight puts his head to kaveh's, and kaveh looks.

the arguments fade. kaveh breathes out, long and slow. ]

Fine. [ just like always, just like before, because kaveh has never been particularly good at saying 'no'. ] But if I find that you 'can't sleep' again on that work-site, then I will send both you and Netzach to the backrooms and I will bar the door. No, I don't care what kind of fire hazard that proves. If the two of you happen to set the bar on fire trying to get some kind of sleep, then I say that's entirely on you.