'That's a surprisingly deep way of looking at the rain.' Hemlock thought as she listened to Jake talk about his views on life and death through the rain. When he asked her if she wanted to stay, she had to mentally shake her head at the temptation that staying provided. "While I do want to stay it is a school night and I have to hand back those rough drafts tomorrow. So if you could take me back to my car that would be great." She said while moving back to her papers and gathering them up. 'I really wish I could stay. I haven't had such enlightening or smoking hot company in awhile. Your job comes first though Hemlock remember that. Besides he said it himself that he was turning into a hawk soon and you wouldn't be able to see him again until noon. This solution is only logical you have to go to work tomorrow there is no way around that.' she chastised herself mentally since she was having a surprisingly hard time to make the only decision that made sense. She made sure that she had all of the papers in her hands and then moved back over to Jake. She looked back out the window at the rain and tried to see it the way Jake described it.