As soon as Zenith walked out of Dr. Albert's chamber, his way was blocked by Mr. Clark who stood tall, holding a serious look towards him. Meeting his gaze, before Zenith could mutter a word, Mr. Clark urged at first, "Young Master, I have been keenly waiting to discuss something with you. Care to follow me outside?"
Just reading his expression, Zenith already had a clue regarding what Mr. Clark intended to talk to him. Knowing him since he was a kid and well aware of his meticulous nature, Zenith smirked at him, "Of course."
They walked outside the hospital corridor to the nearest greenery yard where there were separate benches arranged around. Zenith hopped on one of such benches and tried to light a cigarette, but realizing that he had forgotten the lighter, he urged, "Mr. Clark, hand me a lighter. I think I forgot mine back in the Academy."
