Trepan was diligently working in his lab office, rummaging through various items that he had organized in a specific order. He felt quite frustrated that someone had gone through his tools the day before without his permission.

Lifting his head and shifting it to the door, Trepan gazed at the exit and slowly set down the tools he was wielding. If there was one thing that could help him relieve the stress, it was you. After a bit of thought, he stepped towards the door and made his exit.