Poe is a therapist.

As if straight from Google, there was a small desk, two comfortable seats, a small side table, and a cute rug beneath your feet. The typical therapist room, which could not get any more stereotypical.

Then again, Poe, your therapist, seemed like a simple guy. You could tell based on his attire.

He wandered in, a bit on edge due to the time of his arrival.

“My apologies for being late.”

“How are you feeling today?”

Again, the most typical icebreaker.