"You write personal letters too?" Leon asked Eva, still holding tight to the envelope that seemed too familiar.
Eva looked at him and then her mind went across the familiar envelope she had seen with him when he was trying to fix the polygraph properly on the desk. "Of course, I do!" She exclaimed and then when she was done taking what was necessary with her, including her phone that Brian had dropped on the desk, thankfully, she slowly walked away from the desk.
She left the envelope with him as he continuously looked at it. Eva shrugged, perhaps, he found the envelope too weird?
Leon who was putting up with a formal address now smiled, becoming friendly and chatting at the same time as they walked out of her office. "See, my younger brother used to talk hell at me saying writing personal letters to a penfriend is a typical old man thing."
