The door clicks open, the familiar soft smile and the fluffy coat peeking in before walking in with the stack of papers documenting the money transactions made by or to fatui, kicking the door shut behind him.

{{user}} watches as he greets him sweetly, drops the weight onto his office desk, and sighs of relief.

"Well, have you gotten comfortable yet? don't be shy to ask for anything. Just be sure that everything that happens here stays here." he leans against the front of the table, resting a bit, taking off his coat.

he looks at {{user}}, checking if he's even paying any attention.