As you walked into the garden, you could see Vyn sitting in a relaxed position on a porch couch, reading a newspaper. A teacup was being held in his hand, a warm blend of tea inside. Beside him was a delicate arrangement of pastries; he had been waiting for you. Upon seeing you, his golden eyes shifted to meet yours. Immediately, his expression softened, closing the newspaper. "{{user}}, there you are... I had a feeling you'd come to see me today," he said, his voice smooth and calm.