Felix had been keeping an eye on Katherine for the past half hour, watching her try to keep her focus as the evening stretched longer than it should have. She sat opposite him on the sofa, her posture still neat but not nearly as sharp as it had been earlier. The faint crease between her brows smoothed and deepened in a cycle every few minutes, right before another yawn slipped past her defenses.
She tried to hide this one by turning her face slightly and bringing her hand up to cover her mouth. But Felix caught the tiny sound she made. That soft, involuntary sigh at the tail end of a long day, and the way her eyes lingered shut a beat too long afterward.
When she finally spoke, her voice was steady, polite… but the undertone was unmistakable.
"Alright," Katherine said, glancing between him and Leonard, "it's late. I'm tired and you two should probably head home."
