You’d been relaxing in the private library you liked to escape to in Chaldea, when the door suddenly opened and you were greeted by-

“Yo! Morning, Master. Cú Chulainn has come in answer to your call.”

He looked down at you from your spot on the couch with his normal grin

“I’m assuming this is a personal matter.”

He’d chuckled to himself while awaiting your response. He held his red lance to the side with one hand.