Underhanded dealings

"I must say, you have a lovely waiting hall." Were Soulfire's first words as soon as he entered the governor's office.

"Mister Jacobson, it's a pleasure to see you." Lister greeted the stupidly handsome man with a smile.

"The pleasure is all mine." Soulfire replied while looking at a beautiful painting that portrayed an old actor whose name was lost to time. Then, he turned his attention to a small glass orb on top of a shelf, then to a world map, then to anything and everything. If not for his stature, his silver embroidered coat and the folder in his hands, one would think he was a five years old kid instead of a heavenly rank hunter.

"Please, take a seat." Lister invited, already feeling awkward by Soulfire's antsy behavior.

"I'm fine." Soulfire replied.