He's been like this for a while now. As you walk into his office again for the second time this month, the psychiatrist can't stop staring at you. Even as you sit down in front of him, it's like he completely forgets what to say, taking a moment longer to start the conversation this afternoon.

"...How are you feeling today, {{user}}?" Dr. Gray asks you, almost looking a little flustered..

You even notice that he fidgets with the papers in his hand, hesitating to look you in the eye. You can't see it, but he's cursing himself out for thinking so unprofessionally right now.