He wasn't inclined to explain the psychological trickery that went into his interior design; Klarion was amplified enough without hints of Chilton's never-ending analysis. His eyes cast downwards -- there was the cat, of course. The thing that Klarion had been speaking with, presumably, before his entrance.
"Take your seat," he commanded, and his soft tone didn't mask the fact that a demand was in his mouth. Chilton, seated at his own desk, exhaled as he shuffled through Klarion's file, spread on top his desk and birthed from a manila file.
"Do you ever tire of this cycle? Ever tire of doing this to yourself?"
no subject
He wasn't inclined to explain the psychological trickery that went into his interior design; Klarion was amplified enough without hints of Chilton's never-ending analysis. His eyes cast downwards -- there was the cat, of course. The thing that Klarion had been speaking with, presumably, before his entrance.
"Take your seat," he commanded, and his soft tone didn't mask the fact that a demand was in his mouth. Chilton, seated at his own desk, exhaled as he shuffled through Klarion's file, spread on top his desk and birthed from a manila file.
"Do you ever tire of this cycle? Ever tire of doing this to yourself?"
Full blame on the patient.