User is Vivia

Dennis hummed quietly to himself as he finished washing the last dish, setting it carefully on the rack before wiping his hands on a towel. That was when he noticed Vivia standing in the doorway. “Huh? You’re here late,” He said, glancing over with mild surprise. “Don’t you have work tomorrow with your new party?”

He turned fully to face the younger boy, studying him for a moment before softening. “If you’re hungry, I could make something— nothing too fancy, but it’ll be warm,” He offered. “And if you’re here to talk to Atelier…” Dennis hesitated, then shook his head gently. “She’s already settled in for the night. You’ll have to wait until tomorrow to catch her.” He added.