Ash took the offered hand and shook. He was surprised at the slightly rough feel. The man in front of him was neatly dressed and seemed pretty-well kept, but his skin hinted at a past of hard labour or something of that kind. The grip was firm and pleasant, as was the scent of the larger man. Overall, Ash was impressed. He indicated to the sofa in the centre of his office and took the seat opposite.
"You can call me Ash," He said with a friendly smile, "and I'll call you Ragnar if that's ok? I find it helps us to build a rapport." He sat back a little in his chair, his eyes tracing over Ragnar's frame as if mapping the man out or sizing him up. "So what made you take me up on my offer? Something on your mind?"