The moment she knocked, the sound of a chair budging and footsteps followed. It was clear that upon the door being opened that his office was in fact empty, so he held the door open for her and invited her in with a casual nod, promptly closing it behind her. "Before you say anything, I want you to have something." His tone was polite, quite kind as well considering how volatile their last conversation had been and overall his posture and attitude seemed to suggest he was fairly relaxed at the moment but tired from what must have been a lengthy day's work.
Walking past her and to his desk, he retrieved what looked like a small silver box, the most noticeable feature about it from the current distance being the fact that it was topped with a warm yellow light. As he approached details became clearer, the light was coming from a small and fairly simple emitter, neatly housed with a concealed compartment and the base of the box itself seemed to be covered in the decorative pattern of broken chains. The precision of everything about the design suggested it was likely cut by a precision laser, something the workshops here typically used in production, but with significantly greater attention to detail and care.
Rather than saying anything immediately, he first presented it to her.
