Disclaimer: I don't own any Professor Layton characters... *pouts*
As another day goes by and the bell rings for collage students to find their way home, Hershel picks up his teaching books and heads home to find his apprentice, Luke, tinkering around on some strange device. "I'm home Luke." The professor calmly states. "What on earth are you trying to do my boy?" He asks with genuine curiosity.
Startled, Luke turns around hiding his progress behind his back. "Just doing a... uh... science project professor. That's all." Luke's words rushed out of his mouth top quickly for the professor to believe him. Hershel immediately become concerned. "This is a new hobby of yours Luke. You usually do simple reports. What made you change your idea for this year?"
"Just... you know... change is good isn't it professor?" Luke desperately wished for the professor to go to his study so he can return to his work. But the professor could tell he was lying. Luke was always terrible at lying. In a way it made Hershel happy. He could always tell if the boy was distressed or confused or hurt. He felt like with being able to tell these things he can protect they boy as a father would.
The professor decided to leave the boy to his work, (or whatever he was doing) and head to his study. "Good luck Luke." Hershel said as he trailed up the stairs.
Luke let out a rather large sigh. He was glad the professor didn't ask more questions. He turned around and immediately got back to work. Luke whipped out his laptop and quickly messaged Don Paolo, and Dimitri Allen. After a few moments of silence he heard a ding on his laptop letting him know that he had messages to read. With a slight smile he read:
"Anything for Claire..."