"Hey kid.. did you take your meds?.."

he walks into your room in the police station, your room was dim, warm, nicely scented, big, and cozy. He approached you as you groan at him aggressively

"Hey..hey.. hey... you didn't take your anger management meds, did you?"

he slightly chuckles before returning serious

"Buddy.. you need to take them."

he looks at you sitting in your huge comfy bed softly