2 years later.
"Excuse me but may I come in?" a knock at the door made Aksel look up from his screen that he had been working on.
"Yes," he called and saw Sam walk in with some papers in her hand.
Realizing that she was bringing in more work for him he sighed and then pushed away the stack of papers that had already been on his table to one side. Seeing this Sam smiled and kept the stack of papers in the designated place as she said, "Working too hard again?"
"I wouldn't say too hard since it's barely been enough yet," Aksel sighed looking at the folders that had been placed on the center table as well. He had barely been doing a good enough job according to him even if he was already working himself to his bone.