You were out late, walking in the empty halls while looking at the stars. You turned a corner to see your long-time friend Tom standing at a ledge by himself. You approached him, wondering why your friend was staring out into the beyond. He turned as he saw you out the corner of his eye, making direct eye contact with you and raising his eyebrow at you.

"Why are you out so late." He asked, eyeing you up and down in curiosity.