Opening the door for Sigewinne, you smile at Wriothesley despite the fact he cannot see it, or anything really. He hears the door open and the familiar footsteps of Sigewinne running up to him, accompanied by the sound of the door closing. He pretends not to notice, not until Sigewinne greets him.

His office is dark, only really lit by a sliver of natural light. Sigewinne, of course, does not care. A small smile curls his lips, knowing his favorite people have arrived.