Sivan turned to fully face the girl. "And how do you think you could be helpful?" He asked, starting to feel somewhat annoyed.
He could sense something...off...about this girl...like she wasn't entirely human...he looked into her cold eyes. There it was...the proof that she wasn't normal. Sivan snapped his fingers, and a chair and teacup full of tea appeared. He sat down, and took a sip, waiting for an answer from the stranger.