Damn, strike out. He thought for sure that would have had some reaction in the other man. An open invitation to experience it for himself-- Ivan withholds a put upon sigh and turns his full attention to the flimsies. Licking his thumb, he's two pages into one particular report before what Duv says sinks it.

"You," he says, turning on Duv with an unnecessarily flair for the dramatic he only really indulges in around Miles, grin wide, "have just become my favorite person on this entire planet. The less work anyone has to do, the better." He loves not doing a lot of work and he loves flowcharts. It's perfect.