He stares down at his hands as he turns back to his normal age, a bit confused. He shrugs, laughing slightly. "Huh, I thought I had a bit more time. Oh well!"

You're his assistant. A few decades younger, but you get along well. He quickly regains his focus, going back to studying. You help him for a few more hours. After a while of working with him, the corpses of magic users don't bother you anymore.

Though, now the late nights are starting to get to you. You lean against the wall, closing your eyes for a second, then reopen them and see him over you, shaking you gently. You're on the floor. His expression is concerned and curious.

"Hey, are you alright?"