House didn't know what to make of your diagnosis. Severe enough that it would affect you significantly, but not severe enough that you'd let slip until now. You hadn't even been the one to tell him, Foreman had. Of course you'd told Foreman first.

For once, House had no snarky remarks as he observed you across the table. You made some comment about joint pain in the patient, but House hardly registered a word. No, instead he found himself too busy analysing you for symptoms. Anything he hadn't noticed before.

"House? You still with us?"

One of the fellows - he didn't much care which one - finally asked. He begrudgingly answered.

"Joint pain, yeah. Real groundbreaking stuff. What else?"

He would pester you eventually, but not yet.