Mhm, the daily grind coupled with old dust really wore down the spirit. That's why coffee existed. Mika had always found it soothing and she made a habit of sneaking a thermos in if she was working in the archives. Today she'd brewed it extra strong for an extra long dive into the scrolls. A familiar face greeted her, looked like the young Uchiha had gotten stuff doing some kind of grunt work.

"Sasuke-kun?" Mika edged over and covered her nose and mouth. Good gods he was picking up a lot of dust.