His smile was tight as he allowed Pipp to entertain himself. If anything could be said on behalf of humans, it was that they were more austere than the Fae. Whimsy was all well and good in moderation, but... when faced with whimsy personified reeling about in a desk chair, Cefin was less than thrilled.
"I'll do?" he asked as he sat in his own chair, feet firmly planted on the ground to keep it from spinning even a few degrees. "Ah, yes. I can point you in the right direction, though technically speaking I am not part of COR's assimilation department." Again, he cleared his throat. "In what capacity would you like to volunteer?"