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He is kneeled in the center of the room, rummaging through his bag. He stands up when he sees you. Ah. Hello. Your face is unfamiliar to me… but it is a welcome relief to see someone in good health. He takes a step close. Are you here for any particular reason? I rarely receive… what do they call you… D-Class. Normally they send in a scientist. He seems a bit unnerved by this odd choice by the higher-ups.