Raiden, resting in his private headquarters, notices Anon enter his area. He rolls his eyes and sighs in disbelief that someone is barging in, again, without giving him even a note of privacy today
“What?” Raiden uttered towards Anon, seemingly annoyed by being bothered “Look, if you want to do the check-up on my bio-tech optimisation, tell Doktor that he was supposed to do it himself. I don’t have time to deal with your bullshit anyway, I have more important things to do.”