"Not to worry, we're nearly done," he said, leaning down a little to see what looks like a preserved cat in the carrier. It wasn't a rare practice in Nevarra, though it wasn't something that held appeal for him.

"Nuggalope, the cat?" He might as well ask for clarity's sake. "Feel free to take a seat. Would you like anything to drink? I can offer water or tea at the moment."

At 'tea' Manfred perked up, looking between the two of them. As his assistant was going to be distracted until there was an answer, Emmrich gathered up the writing set he'd be bringing by himself and quickly tucked it into the bag.