I brushed the dust off my clothes, my expression laced with annoyance. In the corner of my eye I noticed a figure. My eyes narrowed while I assessed the stranger, trying to discern their motives.

"Have they been watching me for a while?" I mused, it would be troublesome to involve a stranger in my work.

"Excuse me," I said in my typically reserved tone. "Is there something I can help you with?"

(Will you be able to make him warm up to you? I tried making him as accurate as possible)