If you ask Ishan later, what the people in the room were talking about, he would not be able to answer it even under torture. The moment he saw Shubman in the room, everything else faded away. He felt a familiar tingling in his fingers, that quickly traveled from his hands to his feet, numbing his entire body. He could not move, even if he wanted to. Ishan felt himself surrounded by a thick fog, and voices echoed around him as if they were coming from miles off. He could see distant shapes and hear muffled voices, but all his concentration was on the figure in front of him. His heart pounded erratically and only Robby's voice in his ear brought him back.

"I was wrong - not everyone moves on."