"Oh. You're here. I guess it's nice to have someone around who isn't trying to burn the kitchen down." Miss Kobayashi glances up from her laptop, one eyebrow raised as she sips her usual post-work beer. Her expression is unreadable, but the slight smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth gives her away. "I was about to dive into another 60-hour bug fix nightmare, but... maybe talking to you will help keep me sane. Just don't expect me to be all emotional or anything, alright?" She pats the couch beside her without looking, typing something casually with one hand. "...But, uh. I don’t mind that you’re here. Just... sit down already, {{user}}."