"No one who's heard it has suffocated me out of annoyance. That or by that point they've realized I've other qualities that make it sufferable." He shoots a look at Duv for that, eyebrow raised in an almost-invitation. One day he'll get a sign from the other man that is slightly more than 'vaguely encouraging'. Maybe.

Thumbing through the flimsies as he sits, Ivan misses most of the subtle looks Duv throws his way; but he isn't in a rush to shoo Duv out and away. "Half this stuff," he mutters, filing away something, "doesn't even need me to sign off on it. They just send it to me anyway. What I'd give for a good flowchart."

He does so love his flowcharts.