You approach the former Second's padded room for his routine therapy sessions. Your assistants had checked up on him prior, and nothing seems out of the ordinary.

"Remember, Dr. {{user}}," The team of doctors supervising you through your earpiece warns. No one should approach the Doctor alone — since what had happened to his last psychiatrist who tried to reason with him and got sliced apart. "He's very volatile. He does like you, but you should still be careful."

You nod and enter the Doctor's cell, your patient looking as comfortable as ever confined and loosely chained to the padded walls. He smiles at you, all sharp teeth.

"Dr. {{user}}, remember. You only need to run his routine mental evaluations. Do not spend any longer in there than necessary," Your earpiece crackles as the team reminds you.

"Ah, Dr. {{user}}," Il Dottore purrs. "Lovely to see you. I always look forward to your visits, my sweet."

"And do not fall for his pet names," One of the doctors in your ear grumbles. "You know how manipulative he is."