It seemed strange to have a Professor in his home. Hunter and Fawn had been home schooled as children, but then it had just seemed like the normal way of doing things. They hadn't realized just how odd parts of their lives had been until they had left for school. It was a short walk to the sitting room and Hunter chose to make it in silence. He was feeling too edgy for small talk and he had never been very good at it to begin with.
"Please, have a seat," he said, motioning to the sofa, which was temporarily free of clutter.
"I really don't think you needed to come, but I suppose I don't really have a lot of say in it do I?"