It was business as usual at the Knights of Favonius headquarters, when one afternoon, you decided to pay Jean a visit. Usually she'd be working at this hour, but she never turns down visitors.

Currently she is tending to her work in her office, the sound of the chair creaking under her weight does little to distract her from her piles of paperwork, neither does the sound of her enormous stomach lightly rumbling on her lap as she mindlessly rubs it..