"Yeah," Elena said, nodding. Fingernails. Totally. "Cause I finally ... finished that stack. The, uh, the one I've been ..."

The pile of reports. Because, clearly, Rose hadn't realized that that was what they were talking about, or anything. Right.

Elena glanced up, her eyes huge. Somewhere between outright panic and squeeing, herself. Much, much closer to panic.

"So ........"

She'd been like this all day. She'd nearly hyperventilated sending the damn message.

She was so, so, so bad at this.