Daemon was sitting at his desk in his office, the seat under him as comfortable as ever, just as it should be, given how expensive it had been for a simple tool to rest one's butts on.
He was focused on the document in his hand, turning the pages as he went through the clauses of the contract preview which had been negotiated between his startup and Green Industries.
His expression remained the same throughout the whole duration, even though the production of the document had been quite efficient, having taken less than one week's time.
The clauses inside were detailed, from the explanation at the beginning to the obligations of each party, as well as the contingencies for anything that might happen, including breaches of contract.
