Jensen walked swiftly to his office which was just off the Atrium, to allow citizen and denizen easy access to his office to allow treatment with out problems, Jensens white lab coat glued to his vault jumpsuit, wrapped around his neck was his stethoscope, and different size scalpels were on the inside of his coat, hidden from view. His eyes distracted by the smell of the kitchens, he was going to be late, so he was going to skip breakfast again.<br/><br/>Jensen saw that people were beginning to drift out, heading to their destinations of work for the day, Jensen smiled at the people who said hello to him, he was rather liked as he was always kind mannered to everyone, though some did not like this thinking citizens should get more luxurious treatment, but Jensen was fair, he wanted to help everyone who needed him regardless of who they were. Secrectly he wanted to go out into the wastes, run tests, see if the atmosphere was even still hospitable if so he would of liked to journey out, helping everyone he could out there, but Jensen was a logical thinker. He knew life out there if it was even there would be primitive and he would be killed. He knew he would have to contend with doing as much good as he could inside the vault then out of it.<br/><br/>Jensen made his way to his office which was off the Atrium, past the classroom, Jensen saw the classroom door was still open, he looked into the room, stopping on his walk to look at the future generation. He leaned against the frame, smiling at the innocent children. He reflected on his time being a student it wasn't the most fun time for him, but the most simplest, he didn't think of his dad badly... He just wanted to the best for Jensen was that too bad? Jensens eyes then turned to the teacher Allita Stone, clean bill of health, glad he was old enough not to have her as a teacher, he felt she had a darker side to her, well everyone in the vault did, self preservation, others would call it selfishness, he smiled to her, hiding his thoughts. Sighing he carried on walking to his office, his door opening instantly, before the light turned on there was a dull thud. When the lights did turn on his hand outstretched open, pointing in the direction of the sound, he grinned as he turned to look at his dartboard, he had thrown a scalpel directly at it, as he did every morning and was perfectly in the bullseye as always. Give Jensen a pistol and he would be lost but give him a scalpel and could be a deadly killer.<br/><br/>"Good Morning Sir." He heard from his office, with out looking he responded to his Mister Handy Robot, his assistant, "Good Morning, got alot of work to do today Sam, so how about you take a stock check and report back to me?" Jensen said getting down to work instantly, he ignored Sams agreeing response as Sam got to work. Then Jensen looked over the chart for the day for his desk not a lot of appointments. But that didn't mean he wouldn't get any drop ins, which he always did, everyone knew Jensen was the best doctor in the vault although some would not want to admit it, so far he had only lost one patient in his care... His father. He always wondered about his fathers death was it his fault, or was it actually old age, did he not do all he could, or did he allow death to come for his father easily as punishment for his embrassment, the pressure added on to him by his father? He pushed the thought from his mind, and went to check all his surgeon work surface and making sure it was ready for any operations needed that day.