Eliza listened to everything Dr. Tyrone told her and kept thinking.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for telling me. And thank you so much for staying here waiting for one of us. Unfortunately, my grandmother passed away about fifteen years ago, since then I haven't been able to come to the lab until today."
Giving an emotional sigh, Dr. Tyrone felt sorry for the death of his friend and mentor, Lucia.
"You don't have to thank me. In fact, I should be thankful that you came on time, because a few more months, and the lab will break. The rest of the doctors your grandmother brought in many years ago and who are still left have been planning to leave. But now that you are here, I know there is hope."
"... Yes, there is hope, but it won't be me running the lab, it will be you Grandpa Tyrone, but I'll just give you the arduous task of doing it while I get Senior Second Brother to wake up and recover."
