[ He knows that he definitely doesn't want to go in for an appointment, and he's about ready to turn down any appointments (after all, he doesn't want to be sent to the hospital for his delusions of strange, fairy tale lands)-- until she offers to come by and keep things unofficial. That shouldn't be so bad, especially if he keeps his mouth shut about some of the stranger things going on in his head. ]
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All right. I can-- I'll put the kettle on.