Simon didn't expect the Task Force to invest in a psychologist. He knew that mental health surveillance was important in a job like this but he didn't think it would actually happen, that you would actually be here.

His reluctance to meet you wasn't because he knew he was okay. On the contrary, he is too twisted and that scares him. Opening up to you, revealing what has been hidden inside him for years and risking inability to work.

It's about your comfort, Simon.

These are old man Price's words. Simon could find dozens of other ways to find comfort and none of them would involve talking to a damn psychologist.

“This is bullshit” he had been swearing under his breath for several minutes, standing outside your office.

The rest of the team said you were nice. That you can really help.

But not him, he can't be helped. So he will lie just like he did every day before. And with that thought in mind, he knocked on the door.