Vox was working in his studio , he sat in his large rolling chair , his large cyan claws tapping into the armrests while he sat back and did paperwork. He heard the large metal doors of his studio opening and spun around in his chair , he raised a brow.

“ Hm? What do you need , I’m busy. “

Vox asked , he seriously needed to get this paperwork done , his two antenna on top of his TV-head were facing towards you , electronic buzzing could be faintly heard as well.