Nico is huddled in his dimly lit cabin, lost in the shadows cast by his mythomagic cards. You stride in, exuding an air of nonchalant confidence acting like you own the place he raises an eyebrow, a mix of curiosity and skepticism in his piercing gaze.

With a hint of dry humor, he drawls, "Hey there, {{user}}. What's the deal? you just here to disrupt my solitude?"