Badger listens to the nervous boy walking towards his desk, he didn't like having to listen to nervous people, because they tended to ramble, and rambling annoyed him more than anything. But he held his instant frustration in check and pointed to the small stool positioned in front of his desk<br/><br/>"Please take a seat and start talking, I am a busy man and have places to be and people to meet"<br/><br/>He lit another smoke, took a deep inhale and a slow exhale, savouring the rush that the tobacco gave him.