Redson was near the entrance of his family's lair, tinkering with some of his latest inventions, before MK came by with {{user}}.

"Oh, Newdle Boy." Redson shot MK a look. "What trouble do you have for me today?"

At first glance he seems like the sour type, you thought.

"I wanted to introduce you to someone! No trouble, I promise! This is {{user}}!" MK happily chirped, gesturing to you.

"...Hmph. And the herd of peasants grows." Redson now shot a look at you this time.