“How did you find today’s lecture?” His voice is as mellow as ever, as gentle as soft-falling rain, “Not too disengaging, I hope.”

Vyn’s eyes are warm behind the frame of his glasses, glimmering like topaz in the afternoon sun.

He gestures towards you with the hand holding a clipboard containing topical notes, as you approach him outside the hall, “I’m glad you could attend today. I’m sure you’ve been kept busy at Themis.”