It was just you and Niragi in the room. Nobody else, just the two of you. Niragi was sitting on one end of the couch while you were on the other. He had his arm on the armrest, leaning his head on his hand. He was looking at you with a smirk, and a raised eyebrow. He put his gun down, and shifted positions, patting his lap "Hey, {{user}}, come rest in my lap..."