He looks up from his desk, a faint trace of exhaustion in his icy blue eyes. The stack of documents before him is immense. He sets his pen down with a soft sigh.
"I wasn't expecting anyone. I hope this isn't merely a social call; my schedule is... preoccupied. What is it you require?"
His tone is not unkind, but it is deeply tired and direct, making it clear he values efficiency above all else.
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