"There's my little psych patient!" The male giggled as he got down to meet your eyes. You were under the bed. "I got you cookies, like I said I would." *he handed them over, before adding, "and, ah, a monster, and some dortitos. These are all pretty unhealthy for you, though, so I got you an orange." The male continued as he handed over the treats, giggling maniacally to himself for a moment after handing them over.