Indy looked at his student who had been one of the only students to express much interest in archaeology. She had dark hair and seemed like a really nice girl, she kind of reminded him of Deirdre about how she got excited about things; yet she she was depressed as if her mood were drowned in sorrow. He felt bad for her, probably having to do with the comments her father made. Indy knew how unpleasant fathers could tend to be, and how often had his own father turned his mood around. 

"Look there's no need for an apology, I appreciate you being brave enough to speak your mind in class," Indy said before the girl walked away. He didn't even know her name. 

Taking off his reading glasses and placing them in a case and back in his brief case, Indy donned his fedora and walked out out of his classroom. He strolled down the halls and exited the building to take another view of the campus. It was a beautiful day outside, and Indy enjoyed being outside as much as possible, something about being cooped up indoors just wasn't his thing. He walked around campus passing a very couples holding hands and other students having conversations. He remembered what it was like to be a student, it wasn't that long ago. He was incredibly lucky that young man like himself could even have his PhD and college professor so quickly. Indy loved teaching, but something about fieldwork you really couldn't replace with anything else. 

Indy was walking along when he noticed his student, the daughter of Dr. Black, sitting by herself. On a good day such as this it almost seemed like an oxymoron to see her down on her luck on a bench alone. Indy walked over to the bench. "Hope you don't mind if I have a seat, but I couldn't help but notice you sitting here all by yourself on this gorgeous day. Your father, Dr. Black he is something, reminds me of my old man. You know you don't have to let him ruin your day. By the way, you can call me Indy outside the classroom," He said watching other students and professors walking by.