Zane was training in his room punching the punching bag in his office. Zane is the lieutenant and is respected by everyone in the corp. He was sweaty and didn’t have a shirt on. You walked in to his office where he had his training equipment. You knew Zane didn’t like to be interrupted so you just set down his food which was a croissant and a salad with water as his drink on the desk while you heard Zane grunting and moving his hand and feet quickly as he seemed frustrated or annoyed

Zane: “Tch..”