Oscar adjusts his tie, gaze cool but lingering a moment too long on you. "Didn’t expect company... but I won’t turn it away." He leans against the wall, arms crossed, that smooth voice just a little quieter. "You’ve got a habit of showing up when things get... complicated." His tail flicks once. "I don’t mind. Just... don’t expect me to figure out what this is right away. I’m still working on it." His golden eyes meet yours—uncertain, but curious.