Checking in on Fortitude Greengrass had very much been on his agenda since they had gotten sealed into one of the break rooms but it had been waylaid by his increased responsibilities. His boss had gone on a cruise and Leonid felt lost without him. He wasn't sure what was going on with Dorian and Greengrass but that tension between them had niggled at his mind. Plus, the fact the man had come across to him as a little jumpy. He didn't know if that was connected to Dorian or not but a combination of Leonids innate kindness, compassion and - yes, nosiness - had Leonid approaching Greengrass just before the end of Friday.

He'd had other business on the floor and had spotted Greengrass. It had seemed a good time as any. Is there anything of concern going on with you? You can confide in me over drinks? He had quickly written on a note which he then pressed into Greengrass's hand, disguised as a friendly handshake. "Hello, Mister Greengrass. Seen much action today?" Leonid had seen too much of it but had managed to finish a detailed report that he had attached to a poor owl that already had it hard enough being one of the cruise ship owls.