Returning from what was called Spring Break was a mixed bag, it seemed. His students still seemed somewhat distracted. Of course, it wasn't that the sciences weren't engaging, Charles thought to himself with a small chuckle.

After wrapping up the small big of grading he had to complete, Charles made himself comfortable outside the tea shop with a cuppa and scone. He missed afternoon tea, honestly. This would do. He did find himself missing the chess games he would play with Erik, idly watching villagers walk by.