[Simon meets Chilton's eyes with the hunted look of a man with no more options and nods, quick and jerky.]
Fine. It's—I'm Arthur.
[Once Chilton is settled, he leans forward in the hard chair, locking eyes with the man. The timing is good; Simon was prepared, but he does not actually want to have to sit through an entire psychiatric evaluation. Given his eidetic chip and the history of its test subjects before him, he was rather certain any brush with mental imbalance would send him into a hard, fast spiral straight to total insanity and even pretending at that kind of damage was a little disturbing.
The hypnosis is subtle enough that if it fails, Simon can usually pass it off as a particularly quirky moment. All he needs is the eye contact and the right tone of measured calm to induce the hypnotic state.]
But you should tell me about yourself, first, Dr. Chilton.
[He waits to see if Chilton gets the right look in his eye: utterly relaxed, empty, and guileless.]
no subject
Fine. It's—I'm Arthur.
[Once Chilton is settled, he leans forward in the hard chair, locking eyes with the man. The timing is good; Simon was prepared, but he does not actually want to have to sit through an entire psychiatric evaluation. Given his eidetic chip and the history of its test subjects before him, he was rather certain any brush with mental imbalance would send him into a hard, fast spiral straight to total insanity and even pretending at that kind of damage was a little disturbing.
The hypnosis is subtle enough that if it fails, Simon can usually pass it off as a particularly quirky moment. All he needs is the eye contact and the right tone of measured calm to induce the hypnotic state.]
But you should tell me about yourself, first, Dr. Chilton.
[He waits to see if Chilton gets the right look in his eye: utterly relaxed, empty, and guileless.]