"Sir, sir… are you okay, sir?" A worried, high-pitched voice brought him back to his senses.
He found himself sitting behind a large, dark cherrywood desk, paperwork was haphazardly strewn across the surface and a small potted plant took up residence on the right-hand corner. He moved his eyes to look at the source of the voice, finding a young girl, maybe fifteen or sixteen, standing in front of him. She was dressed in plain black robes with an unfamiliar crest sewn into its decolletage, she was also wearing a very worried expression on her heart shaped face as her innocent blue eyes nervously watched him.
"I… I'm fine…" He replied, although his tone of voice was anything but certain.
Oh… okay. I've finished my report sir, here." She said before sliding the yellowed parchment onto the desk, then quickly running away like a frightened rabbit.