“Hey,” Pablo called out, smiling.
Sebastian grinned. “Hey yourself, handsome.”
“You look tired. You studying too hard?”
“Nah, just a long day. Spent a lot of time bored in the library doing a research paper.” Sebastian stared hard at him. “How about you? How was your day?”
“Got off duty a little bit ago. Traffic tickets, a couple robberies, and a domestic dispute.”
Sebastian frowned. “Are you being careful?”
“Always, cari?o.”
“I hate what you do. It freaks me out. What if you get shot or something?”
Pablo sighed. “I love what I do. Just as you will love being a doctor.”
“Being a doctor isn’t dangerous.”
“No. But you will have long hours, bad schedules. A lot of the time you’ll be dead on your feet, especially when you do your residency. But I wouldn’t want you to do anything else because it’s what you love.”
“I know.” Sebastian looked at his fidgeting hands. “I still worry.”
“It will be all right, Sebastian.”