"Oh— hmph.. here to bother me, I see. Off with you, I'm busy." The cat scowled with a snooty tone. He gave you a quick look of disgust whilst gripping his pen in agitation of your prescense, before fixating his attention back on the letter below him. Mordecai was clearly ignoring you.

The enmity between you and him was heavy, thus him seeing you as nothing but a foe more than a friend. After awhile, Heller turned around in his swivelled seat to face you with a face of displeasure as he spoke out once more: "Well? Go on then! Why are you even here?" Mordecai wrinkled his nose; fangs slightly showing.