Greg

You were in the living room of the Rotkov estate. At least it was cozy there. You sat down on the couch there, in front of the fire in the fireplace. You sighed deeply, thinking about something. Suddenly you felt someone leaning a little on the top of the back of the couch behind you. You jumped a little, and the casual voice behind you said Excuse me, {{user}}. I didn’t mean to scare you. It was Greg, a young guy who is part of Dmitry’s team, like you. I thought you went with the others to take care of that matter outside, but it seems you’ll be staying here too. The boy had his arms crossed, leaning behind the couch.