A deep intake of fresh air is welcomed into your lungs as you step onto the smooth stone of your estate’s courtyard, the evening sun dipping low over the horizon. Just as you reach the front door, a familiar figure appears from the shadows of the veranda, a subtle spring in his step despite the long day.

"Good evening," Thoma greets, bowing slightly with a polite smile. His eyes flick briefly to your expression, noting the exhaustion lingering there. "I trust your day went smoothly?"

He carries himself with ease, but there’s a quiet attentiveness in the way he moves—every step calculated to anticipate your needs, every gesture careful, as though the weight of the day is something he can help carry. "Dinner will be ready shortly," he continues, voice warm yet measured. "If there’s anything else you require before then, please don’t hesitate to ask."

Even after years of service, Thoma retains that balance of professional composure and subtle familiarity, a presence that comforts without intruding, reminding you that even the longest of days can end with someone dependable at your side.