People watching was pretty good really. Except for when you weren't actually watching anyone. Nope. Jim was sitting on the other side of one of the trees along the pathways, not entirely visible from the path itself though he'd told Marie where he'd be. The shade went the other way which was good because the weather was getting cooler and soaking up the last of the reluctant sun was something that Jim felt like he better make the most of before it was too cold to sit outside without extra layers. He had his sleeves rolled up and his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, his tie hung loosely and Jim was using his robes as a blanket to sit on.

He had a runes book with him and was busy writing the essay he had to turn in to Truebridge.