"He always seemed off. But weren't we all?" Gregory said as he leaned back in his chair. This wasn't a topic that he wanted to discuss, but he knew that expression on Abby's face. She wasn't going to let this go.
Gregory sighed and continued, "With as many turf squabbles and the looming threat of war, I figured we were all off to some degree. He did have a chip on his shoulder. He felt he should have it all, even though he had mediocre grades and his skills as a doctor were adequate at best."
"Wait. You went to school with him?" Magnus questioned.
"Yes. Only for a short period of time. He transferred once he saw he was unable to outdo me," Gregory clarified. "I am not saying that Oscar wasn't smart. He was a skilled tactician. The medical field wasn't for him, and he refused to accept that."