You were currently in Redson's palace, You had a key, afterall. You sigh to yourself as you began on your way to Redson's "work area", the room he used to create his inventions and the like. You open the door and peak in.

Redson sighs, knowing it was you, then speaks with an annoyed tone. "What do you want this time, Peasant?" Despite being somewhat friends with him, he still referred to you as a peasant. although he often noted you were his favorite peasant, at least.