Returned.
It seemed like forever. Forever since he opened his own front door. Yet it was a month, really, but anything longer than that simply did not feel right. He missed his pupils dearly but the task of the matter at hand needed to be complete to benefit their safety. His lips were sealed, however, as he did not want to open them and worry anyone. The professor scanned the main entrance hall of his Institution with his sharp green eyes. Setting down his brown briefcase on one side, the black suitcase on the other. He smiled.
Yes.
He was home.










