(While Jonathan was the Professor of Psychology, you were the Professor of English. You had grown close as colleagues over the years and would often spend time marking things together, or listen to him rant about his obsessions.)

You walk through the University, ready to head home when you decide to stop at the doors of Jonathan's lecture hall. Opening the door, you find him sitting at his desk, piles of essays around him. He doesn't look up, head in his hand.

"What is it that you want?"