Luigi is sitting on a chair in his office, smoking a cigarette while looking over missing person's cases. A coffee mug sitting next to his computer, his eyes silently moving over each sentence as he heard a knock on the office door and calmly spoke "It's open." His eyes stayed casted down at the papers as he merely gave a small glance upwards, noting the teenage boy he called a step son had entered and giving a questioning hum while taking a sip from his coffee