'Oh Crap I'm Going to Die'

[lynx]

Lynx watched the male, eyes strangely observent. It offsets his happy nature. Head tilted somewhat to watch his motions as he wrote. Smiles; yes it returned! The smile returned!

"Why not, Xander?" He asked in return. Scribbling down all the while this happened. A paused was then taken, his hand being shaken and a wince came to his features. Ah--the blasted hand was once more bothereing him.

He then acted as nothing had happened and continued his note-taking. He had said to Xander that he wasn't going to use the camera, so this was what he was left with.

A curious brow was lifted at the negligence of the left hand, yet that question would be saved for another date.

"It's good that you've made a friend... Friends are quite beneficial to developing and growing in life." Smile. Smile. "I'm glad for you that you've made a friend while here."

To reassure: "Whatever I put in the records, not my notes, is what the management and others see. These notes--the tapes... They are what I keep, and no one, without my authorization, is allowed to see them. So, your secrets are safe with me. All that I have to report is your condition, and if you are either improving or... not." Smile. Ah, there was perks for being the best one of his kind in the country; he got to make the rules, AND set the salary.

"So then, anything else you wish to say before I let you go? Oh--what's your favorite food?" The smile was ba-ack~ <3

[.xander;;]

why not? in anyone else’s opinion, i’m no more worthy of respect than that cat in the corner.

of course he noticed the cat. he had just managed to ignore it for a while. dogs were what scared the shit out of him, but sometimes the wolf would get excited over canines’ natural prey, including cats. presently, xander did not feel like running around on all fours, biting a cat’s tail, and getting his face clawed up. that was right around “drink liquid metal” on his want-to-do list.

he raised an eyebrow at katze’s spiel on privacy. i don’t believe you, but okay, was the only reply he got from the mute. and steak, he added quickly. he wanted this to be over with--he felt oddly naked without stan shadowing him. rare. what do you think a werewolf wants to eat? broccoli? i don’t see how it’s relevant. oh, wait, never mind; nothing you shrinks ask is relevant.

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[lynx]

Scribbles down what the other had said and is saying, in the written form. A smile crossed his lips once again. (He quite... liked doing that.)

"If you didn't notice, I quite respect little Mink there, so of course I will respect you, Xander." SMILE ATTACK! "And, don't go after her. She's old... And vicious." Nods.

"If you don't believe me that's fine, it gives me more of a reason to prove such to you."

Pauses for a moment at the next bit of information revealed. A grin coming to his lips at this. Oh boy, he had already coaxed the other male to reveal such a little secret to him and it had only been their first session! He had to be good. Happy dance on the inside was initiated and done with. Quite joyful too, mind you. "Alright then, raw steak... Basically. I understand." Smile. "You're free to go now, and, my questions may not seem relevent to you but I assure you they become as such."

Stands up in a polite manner for the other to take his leave, door opens, and he watches the patient return to his guard. A sigh of releif passed his lips as the male left. He felt much better now. One patient down on his new roster, and four to go, right? Ah--this was going to be a fun day.

"I need to find a good butcher for that steak. His next session is tomorrow after all. Thankfully _I'm_ allowed to leave here." With that, notes were tucked away and now he waited at his little desk for patient number two.