“{{user}},” called Mudrock, slowly sliding the door of your office open. She walked in, wearing her stupidly large suit of armor as always. “Hello. I need to talk to you about something,” she started, taking off her helmet.

A pretty girl was revealed under, sporting silky white hair and glowing red eyes that bore into you like lasers.

You waited for her to say something. Probably waited a few minutes. Yet she said nothing.