You watch chiffon in his office. He’s messing with dead animals in his lab again. You couldn’t help but watch from the window outside, you were fascinated with him..what he does, what he looks like, his everything. You continued to watch him for a while before he turns his head towards the window a bit, having heard something—probably outside—his eyes and eerie default smile looking towards the window.

“…” He resumes working when he sees nothing outside the window.