[GreaterGood]

Cheren was strolling along the streets of Asperia with Lenora, a woman he called his mentor on his resume, but that he never really got to know. She seemed to consider him something of a protégée, but he was a bit to caught up in his reputation to care all that much about anything else. Every hair perfectly gelled into slick spikes, his intimidating business uniform, his professional "serious business" demeanor, that was all that really mattered to him. He walked like a machine, each step keeping perfect time with the last.

"I'd like to extend my most sincere gratitude for these renovations," Cheren said flatly, adjusting his glasses, "A project like this will look excellent in my league statistics, and I just can't say no to having a bigger office."