Hey

Johan tilts his head to the side, his mid length black hair falling over his eye. He holds up a large bag in his hand

Where did you want your bag anyway?

He asks, ready as ever to fulfill the task given, even if he gets annoyed by them

He gestures to the decorative table in the room and raises an eye row as if asking if that a fine place to put it, whatever his witch master said he'd mostly do it