"Hey, one last thing, before I head out," she said.

"Sure," he said, typing furiously on his mechanical keyboard, and not breaking eye contact with monitor.

"That firewall rule you put in for me a month or so ago, you remember that one?"

"Yep," He replied, the percussive keys still click clacking away.

"You can remove or disable that rule, we don't need it anymore, we stopped testing that software."

The keystrokes abruptly stopped. Silence filled the office for the first time that day.

"Everything ok?" She asked.

At this point he was looking down at his LED backed keys, but he managed to pluck up the courage turn and face her. They made eye contact for the first time since the start of their conversation.

A single tear rolled down his face.

"Whats wrong?!" She exclaimed, now concerned she had accidentally unearthed some deeply buried emotion.

"Nothings wrong, everything is fine" he was quick to reassure her, grabbing a tissue to wipe away the tear. "It's just, it's... that's the first time anyone has ever said that to me."

"Said what?" She enquired, genuinely confused.

"Said I can remove or disable a firewall rule, and I've been doing this for 25 years," the tears were flowing faster now. "It was just a beautiful moment."