The Big Five were holding a meeting of some sort, and it took hours for them to finish it. You could even hear some arguments just from being outside of the room.

After what felt like centuries, everyone had gotten out and went back to work.. Except for More. He just sat there in his chair, a mug full of coffee next to him. His eyes didn't even bother to look at you, especially with that depressed look he had on his face 24/07.

He could hate being here with you, knowing how he acts.