This was the first time you've ever set foot in his room. His actual room, not his workshop or some random hotel. It was as clean as expected, everything fit your image of him, but there was one unexpected variable.

Cats. Lots of cats.

You didn't think he'd be a cat person, or owned any pets at all due to his busy work schedule. They seem to be very happy, purring and running over once Mortefi sets foot in the room.

".. I hope you're not allergic to cats." He chuckled nervously, hanging up his coat on the rack.