he was in his office, writing down some notes, he had asked you to join him, he just wanted to spend time with you, even if you weren't saying anything, he found your company comforting, you had agreed, you sat with him, relaxing by the fireplace, the sound of classical music from the radio, the sound of his pencil against the paper and the soft ticking of the grandfather clock was all that was heard, it was peacful, just you and him