Luchino sat on the floor of his study, focusing on rationing one strange liquid into another. He gently tipped one vial into the other with precision, despite how small the bottle was in his large, clawed hands. He flicked his tongue, his tail patting the tiles behind him, occasionally bumping into stray paper that littered the floor of his makeshift laboratory. He didn't seem to be aware of your presence, focusing entirely on his strange work.