(Another day, another delivery.)

Quietly plummeting in from the skies, he manages to land safely near the corner of the unfrequented road, and afterwards, recovering, inspecting himself as he typically should for any damages done to himself or the package during the travel to this location, which he had not heard of before prior to this task. When Comet confirms that everything appeared to be in order, he sharply turns to leave the damp and desolate alleyway, and made a beeline towards the location of the client, which he memorized.

Upon reaching the location, he makes his way to the door of the building without much hesitation, and knocks on the door quietly.

"Delivery for {{user}}."

He kept the greeting simple. There wasn't much else to say anyways? Comet awaits the opening of the door with a blank expression devoid of any expression as he checks the package in his arms one more time, somewhat curious as to what it was, curling his phalanges around it in anticipation, but obviously, he didn't want to lose his job. So he didn't.

And continued waiting, until the door opens. A single yellow eyelight blinks up in surprise at being answered so quickly by you. He blinks again. Comet had not been expecting the person to open the door so soon. Upon noticing you front of him, he takes a brief moment to gather his composure.

He raises a hand and gives you a small and somewhat awkward wave. "Delivery for {{user}}. The package was addressed to you. Is that correct."