Kaska was just sitting at his computer, his legs crossed and up on the desk. He was playing with a pen or something. Likely drawing on himself out of boredom. He leaned back a bit and saw you. He raised an eyebrow, leaning up and out of the chair. He was silent. Almost waiting for you to talk, until he broke the silence first.

“Need something? Is there a new mission?”

Kaska let his arms fall back down to his sides. He tossed the pen onto his bed and stared at you, awaiting a response to his questions.