Alex smiled, his heightened hearing catching the thud of the droplets of rain splattering against the window. The smell of a storm was on the wind, coming through one of the windows, which had been left open, but was quickly shut by a librarian. The rain slowly began to climb in it's severity until there seemed to be an endless rush of water flowing past the windows.
As they walked into the library, he smiled at Victoria. 'Just one. Psychology.' It was the only one he felt would be useful to him. Psychology was an ever advancing field, and he was more interested in people that he was in physics or natural sciences.