Thomas Sully was in a good mood. So much could be said. Herbert - who had been a case of worry for a few good days - had finally started to properly eat again. Science was going well and his second love Izzy seemed to do the same. To be fair, most of the time he was better at understanding science than Izzy. Women were not as straightforward as mothers made them look. He did not plan on taking a swim. He rarely did. Instead he had missed the door in one of his wanders that had soon become clouded by confusion. Mid wander he had lost track of his aims and well, Thomas did funny things at times.
The voices were the second thing that had appealed to him. Izzy's - he would always recognise hers. The other he knew but his memory made no connection. People just weren't the thing it usually went for. "Oh, hey, how's it going?" he said as he approached the two.