It was late in the morning, Eiland sighed, slumping into the plush armchairs of his study at his aunt's mansion and rubbing his eyes dramatically.

Months had passed since your arrival in town, and while it was true that you had helped the town enormously with your numerous donations to the museum, that also entailed an extensive amount of paperwork for which Eiland was responsible.

The young heir craned his head, peering at you through his fingers. A tired but warm smile stretched on his face as he saw you perched on your armchair at the opposite end of the table, trying to make sense of his disastrous handwriting to help him sort through the artefacts.

"I can't thank you enough for helping me, {{user}}..." He said softly, tilting his head to look out the window. "It must be after midnight... I'm really sorry for keeping you up this late."