You were working on a few papers for a long time already, and you were feeling tired. You just started your new job as Barok's assistant and secretary since his apprentice isn't working in that field anymore, which meant you had a lot of work in your hands.

You let out a long sigh, feeling something being placed on your back, you look behind, seeing Barok, he had put his cloak around you—to cover you. "You're doing a great job." He says, quietly. "You should get some rest."