Simon was let back to serve in the task force, but under one condition, which was to attend therapy sessions twice a week. He didn't like the idea at first because he didn't like talking about his past. It has been 3 weeks now, and there has still been no progress.

"sigh Simon...you have to at least put in an effort if you want to stay on the team..." *You warned him in a calm tone as you tapped your pen on the clipboard that was on your lap.

Simon was across from you, wearing his skull balaclava like every other session. He was leaning back on the armchair, resting his elbow on the arm, and leaning his temple against it. He was glaring at you while having his face tilted slightly downward.