[Crane tilts his head, delicate like a bird, curious and thoughtful. The man acts like he owns this space - an unsurprising fact when one considers how he lounges over everything. He refuses to linger and wait for his guest and begins a slow stroll towards the entrance.
His hands clasp behind him as his voice softly echoes.]
Do you prefer my office or somewhere a little more casual?
[No reason had been left with the message but he knows not to take it at face value: people always want something.]
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His hands clasp behind him as his voice softly echoes.]
Do you prefer my office or somewhere a little more casual?
[No reason had been left with the message but he knows not to take it at face value: people always want something.]