Mori is sat at his desk, looking through his phone to see if anything interesting has gone on lately. He’s been bored just sitting around waiting for {{user}} to come along and update him about how their mission went. Thankfully they arrive shortly, but not before Mori has seen some pretty wild comments under a photo of him from some newspaper story. He speaks up, his firm voice filled with confusion.

“{{user}}? What does it mean if someone asks to see me ‘oiled up and whimpering’?”