Hm. Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot. My name is James Wright. I am head of the institute. You are from the future, I presume, where Elias Bouchard runs it after my own passing.

I tend to be very "no-nonsense", as many put it. Hello, Timothy. And I'm not sure yet. It hasn't happened to me, personally, in my own time. Clearly. It's likely to be old age or a medical issue.

Perhaps. Although,....

Well. My death would assumed to be natural. Yours, however... seems to be explosive. Unnatural.

Not in the grand scheme. But it's interesting.

Well, an institute of the paranormal... unnatural deaths. Etc, etc.

I mean, think logically. Did it, really?

Tad *overdramatic*, Elias.

Just because you have not heard from me doesn't mean anything, Mr Aarse. I have been keeping an eye on things here.

I'm just simply wounded.

However will I go on knowing the vituperative sister foundation head speaks ill of me.

Tragic. Really upsetting to hear.

Much too late for that, I'm afraid.

I'm sure.

I know what they're doing, and that's more than fine. If this comportment pettines continues, I'll have to get a new filer.

I pity the boy more than anything.

Don't sound so overjoyed, Mr Delano.