“I’m a bit stressed and often worry too much.” He said simply with a shrug and a grin.
The words hit Carlos and he felt a little bad.
Yeah, of course Mr Graves was
stressed. He may have possibly been attacked by some charm or other by someone
and he wasn’t really physically himself. Or rather… his current self.
Carlos offered the other man a slight smile. “Ah…
I suppose I can understand that.”
The Perfect Scientist 