Neville gradually stopped looking like he wanted to crawl under the table, and they finished the meal in a more comfortable silence. When they had cleared the plates, Grayson checked his light brain.
He had been here forty-five minutes already. Bryan would be wondering why he hadn't sent the key for the encryption of the files soon.
When he moved back to the sofa, Grayson asked, "There were some encryption keys that Stewart couldn't decode. He asked me to ask in passing."
Neville blinked, then he seemed to remember that this was supposed to be a work, aka a patient visit. Grayson found it utterly adorable that Neville even thought that he had just come there to eat.
It wasn't entirely wrong since he couldn't bear to eat nutrient solutions after eating Neville's food. But it wasn't the only reason. Mainly, he really just wanted to see him.
"Oh. Right. Which ones?" Neville wiped his wet hands and came over.
