"Yeah, it did...I mean, there's usually some warning, right?" Paul said, rubbing the back of his neck. What the fuck was wrong with the weather lately? He had been thinking a lot about that, and also about Vince - he was really worried about his friend. Finding about the murder of Vince's father, a man Paul was also close to, was extremely unsettling. He wished he could just go back in time and prevent such madness from occurring.
But his heart skipped a beat when Cassie asked if he wanted company. Of course he did but he tried not to be over eager, like a puppy who was chasing his own tail in excitement. "That'd be great," he nodded. "I'd love some company, actually. I think we had a good first week. How are you liking it at the institute so far?" he asked as they made their way outdoors. Ah, fresh air.