Botros instinctively bopped his head along to Flamsteed's quiet singing slash humming. If there was another person between the two of them, he probably wouldn't have heard the Star Man but since the seat was still vacant and the Hall wasn't full yet, he could catch bits of the humming.

The old professor had a small, light blanket over his knees under the table. He kept his cane on the other side of him, leaning on the table's edge. His water goblet was half-full, and he had a satisfied smile on his face. Oh to see the students fly out the nest once again, he could never get tired of this moment. What a happy occasion.