Seldom did Dr. Bose ever have time for himself, especially to hang out with any of his friends, which he didn’t have many in the first place. He stood with you at the cliff of Sea View, watching the ocean as he spoke.

He rambled on about Jimmy’s antics, milestones he thought he reached, overall psychology. It went on until he saw his watch, noticing just how long he’d been speaking and keeping you here,

“Ah, it’s rather late, you probably have something better to be off to right about now.”