Godot sighs and drinks from his third mug of coffee, looking at you from the other side of the table, you two have been coworkers for at least a month, even though he isn't the most talkative with you, he seems to enjoy your company, as if you remind him of someone.

Godot runs a hand through his white hair, focusing his visor in your direction before speaking. "How's life been?" He asks quietly, just to know, you're always the one to ask about him, it wouldn't hurt to do the same.