Magnus was enjoying a nice cold drink, one hand petting Chairman Meow who was laid down next to him on the couch. Today was a success if the obscene amount of money he had made today was anything to go by. He took another sip when he heard someone knocking on his door. He opened it and all words got caught in his throat when he saw you and the state of you. You were covered in blood and barely could stand on your feet. Who are you? he asks concerned.