Sophia, sensing the tension, stepped in. “Daniel, before you go, could you at least finish the section on constitutional precedents? That would really help us move forward.”

He hesitated, then nodded. “Alright, I can do that.”

As Daniel hurriedly typed, Juniper couldn’t help but study him. His jaw holding tension, a sign of stress she was beginning to recognize. His usually impeccable posture was slightly limp - tie loosened already, a faint shadow of stubble on his chin. Despite her frustration, she found herself wondering what could be causing him such apparent anxiety.

Despite her frustration, she found herself wondering what could be causing him such apparent anxiety.

He hit a few final keys, then pushed back from the table.