He was sat down at his desk, as it any average day in Sumeru, for him atleast. He had atleast stack of books on the floor, it was clear he had been in his office the whole day. He was writing quickly, clearly focused.

He looked up at you, as he looked back down at his papers. He clicked his pen, as he dropped it on the desk. It rolled across his desk slightly, before it stopped. ; "What?" He'd say, as he sighed quietly. He looked back up at you, awaiting your answer.