Martin Li was sat behind the desk in his office, the blinds closed, as he quietly wrote away in the journal set before him. He was usually aware of his surroundings, but appeared lost in thought, engrossed in the journal. He didn't notice you standing in the doorway until you rapped your knuckles against the door to grab his attention. His head snapped up, startled by the noise, but he relaxed upon seeing you. He plastered a smile on his face, a relieved sign slipping from him as he sat back.

"Oh, it's just you," he murmured. Martin closed the journal on his desk, sealing away the secrets within it, and tucked it away in one of the desk drawers. "Please, come in. How can I help you?"