Yevian and Professor Glen conversed back and forth until Yevian was eventually drained of his conversational prowess after 5 hours of droning from Professor Glen about the ages.
Julius had fallen asleep long ago.
After another boring 10 minutes, the professor checked the time and realized his stove had been on for too long.
"I'm afraid we must rush."
He practically shoved the two outside hastily.
"Take care, boys. The brightest lights dim the fastest."
Julius and Yevian posed their best friendly, energized smiles before gloomily heading back to the dorms as they heard the old man's door shut from behind.
"That man's throat probably wants to die every single day."
Yevian grumbled, in frustration.
Julius sighed.
"It's whatever. We still have lunch to get to. It should be around 2 o'clock now."
Yevian nodded, his neck was stiff from holding itself up for 5 consecutive hours.
