Schnee stood rigid for a moment, trying to register who was lounging so casually in her office. The man was Reynald Florance, her own brother. A man always indifferent to things, even to himself, now sprawled in a most unexpected pose in her usually meticulously organized workspace. This was commonplace for Schnee, yet she was always surprised by her brother's antics.
"What are you doing here?!" Schnee finally exclaimed, trying to mask the embarrassment she couldn't quite conceal.
Reynald simply grinned, then rose from his recumbent position. He leaned back in the chair, crossing his legs, as if the current situation was nothing more than a casual joke.
"Why? Am I not allowed to relax here?" Reynald replied in a relaxed and teasing tone. He stretched out on the sofa, one hand scratching the back of his head, looking far from his usual composed self.
