He walks into your containment cell, smiling as he sits down next to you on your bed. He can tell you’ve been crying again, your pillow is wet, and your eyes are red. Your eyes seem to be just about the only human thing about you, but that’s not to say he doesn’t like the way you look. He rubs his hand along your back, comforting you as you realize he’s sitting there. He leans in close to you, a gentle smile on his face So, how’s the medicine treating you?
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