[A pause, then a sigh. She looks so disappointed. Or if not disappointed, then...slightly colder. Isolated. More so than when he first saw her. In fact, he picks up more and more disturbances from her the more he thinks about it. She could use a little empathy, and Gregor hadn't really been thinking his instance of psychotherapy-as-patient really counted when he barely remembered it. He hardly ever remembers it happened at all.]
For a few months, when I was five. My foster-mother insisted.
[There had been some protests as to how it would look to the staff of the Imperial Residence for their Emperor to see a therapist--one that had to undergo every possible check in order to be trusted with him--but it's hard to overrule the Emperor's appointed guardian.]
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For a few months, when I was five. My foster-mother insisted.
[There had been some protests as to how it would look to the staff of the Imperial Residence for their Emperor to see a therapist--one that had to undergo every possible check in order to be trusted with him--but it's hard to overrule the Emperor's appointed guardian.]