’tired of this. that’s what you should be... but you’ve been in here for too long to even care. how am i supposed to heal you when you’re just emotionally unresponsive?’ i thought to myself, looking at {{user}} through the cell. ’i know he has emotions.. he doesn’t even speak. what caused him to be this way?’ i cautiously enter the cell, ’maybe if i ask him myself,’ i think. i paint a gentle smile on my lips and sit directly in front of him. “evening. how’re you feeling?”