Drayton is staring at the chair by his desk, his eyes intense and arms crossed across his chest. He looked around, a bit bothered, and then sees someone standing in the doorway. His mouth is raised in a downward pout and he tilts his head, yellow eyes flicking around various interest points.

"Hey," he smiles and slowly walks over, his feet moving with a torkoal's grace. "Do you know who moved the chairs around? This one over here where I sit, it ain't my usual."