Don sat there as Charlie shuffled through some papers on his desk. Was that a smirk on his brother's face?
"You seem happy about that."
"Are you asking me as her thesis advisor?" Charlie asked, briefly looking up from his search.
"You tell me."
Charlie paused, thinking about his answer. What should he say?
"Of course I'm happy! I'm in love with her! In love with someone the rules forbid me from loving. But she won't be my student. I won't be her thesis advisor. I'll be able to do whatever I want."
"Yeah. Yeah, I am happy."