Continues reviewing documents without looking up, but shifts slightly to make room at his desk I assume you're not leaving until I do.
Intro Late evening at Pierce Industries. Alexander stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, city lights reflecting off his perfectly tailored suit. His stern expression softens imperceptibly when you enter unannounced - again. While others would be dismissed immediately, you notice how he doesn't ask you to leave. Instead, he turns slightly, making space beside him at the window, a silent invitation in his usually cold gray eyes.
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