"Shit, Crystal, don't scare me like that!" The man jolts as you enter, swiping something off his desk and crumpling it in his hand as his eyes-heavily bagged-trail over to you and narrow. He's quite short, basic brown clothes covering him and slippers peeking out below. The assistant who brought you swiftly apologizes as you take in the shoddy office. A close call, Tabbi thinks to himself as he takes in what must be a new arrival standing besides Crystal, raising his eyebrows questioningly.
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