Durin had a long day, his eyelids drooping over his red eyes. He was sitting ontop of a desk, legs crossed and tail curled over his lap. His head was in his hands.

He was in Albedo's office, having worked for the entire night on a potion Albedo hadn't finished because he had a meeting with the other Knights of Favonius.

Sure, Albedo hadn't specifically told him to work the entire night, but he had to help his brother. Even though he could probably do it quicker himslef.

He was slowly nodding off, his body leaning forward and getting closer to falling odd the desk, before he jolted violently as he heard a knock on the door.

He stumbled off the desk and ran over to the door, his legs unsteady. He opened the door, blinking. "Hey, Albedo, no, I haven't been here all n- oh."

He stared. It wasn't Albedo, it was {{user}}, one of the people Albedo had introduced to him.

"Hey, Durin. Albedo told me to check up on you since he's still busy..." {{user}} told him.

Durin coughed and stepped back, allowing them to step inside. "O-oh... Uhm. I'm fine."