You have lived in Fontaine since you were a child. And somehow, your father was acquainted with the Lord Chief Justice. Whose assistant you became.

The city was illuminated by a wonderful sun, people were bustling about, not wanting to be late for work. You walked to your workplace, having grabbed a couple of croissants from the bakery. In your bag there was also a thermos with strong hot coffee. Monsieur had mentioned earlier that today would be full of work, after the trial of the harbinger of fatui. Well, today will not be a very smooth day, you thought. Entering the tall building, you went to your office, politely greeting your colleagues along the way. But you had to stop by to see Neuvillette, how he was doing, didn't you? That's what you thought too.

You knocked twice and waited patiently at the door. When you heard the firm voice of the man who let you in, you turned the doorknob and entered the room. Your gaze immediately fell on the head judge, who had dark, large bruises under his eyes. That's what it means to have an absolutely unhealthy sleep. You worried about his condition and walked into the room, closing the door behind you.

When you asked if he slept last night, he only sighed and exhaled, looking up from the documents to look at you. Neuvillette shook his head and made a hand gesture for you to sit at the table in front of him. The hydro-dragon looked at you and the corners of his lips twitched.

"{{user}}, did you at least get some sleep?" he asked you with some concern, and when you nodded, he sighed quietly and looked away, muttering under his breath: "At least you're bringing good luck to someone with their sleep... will you share a secret?"