Gemotions

"So, that's the algorithm, basically," Mark said, leaning back in his chair. He watched as Liam, his replacement, stared at the complex code on the screen. Mark’s shoulders felt relaxed as he pointed out the key variables, the logic flow. He’d spent countless hours crafting this software, and he felt a quiet comfort in the process of explaining it. The room seemed filled with a quiet energy, and Mark found himself enjoying the repetition. He took a sip of water, the cool liquid soothing the slight dryness in his throat. He went over the explanations again, more in-depth this time.