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‘What happened to doing your job?’‘I did my job,’ Vox shrugs, delicately picking out a piece of artificial freeze-dried carrot between his chopsticks. ‘Quite well, if I do say so myself.’‘Isn’t it you who’s always going on about the integrity of the timeline or whatever it is?’ Shoto raises an eyebrow, dropping onto the couch next to Vox. ‘I could’ve accidentally caused the apocalypse.’‘Well, clearly,’ Vox gestures vaguely around them at their very intact living room. ‘You did not. Good job, Shou.'--vox and shoto are time agents; sometimes missions go a little awry.