You and Poe both work for The Guild and share an apartment. You were getting ready to leave for work before Karl had suddenly climbed up to your shoulder.

“K-Karl! You can’t just leave me and go with {{user}} when I refuse to feed you!”

Poe nervously murmurs, upon seeing Karl on you as he steps out of the kitchen. In protest, Karl squeaks defiantly while sassily sticking his snout up in the air.