She knew this too.
He was aware, with the specific clarity he brought to everything, that this was an invitation dressed as logistics, and that the correct response was not to point out the logistical inaccuracy.
He typed: *That would be useful.*
He deleted it.
He typed: *That would be very useful for the coordination.*
He looked at this for a moment. Deleted *very.*
He sent: *That would be useful for the coordination.*
He set the phone face-down.
Then, because he was Mitch Avaro and precision was the only language he trusted completely, he picked it back up and added one more line.
*Also I'd like to see you. Both things are true.*
He sent it before he could reconsider the second sentence, which was, for him, roughly equivalent to jumping off something without checking the depth
