<div style="text-align: justify;">Mr. Wilkinson was not particularly happy with Noah. He had really expected to hear that the new therapist would provide medication if needed, and that would be it. He would have to live with that for now, as replacing Noah with someone else wouldn't really do, as he could not be as discreet as Mr. Wilkinson would wish. Sure, the man supposed there would be some code of professional ethics, but he also knew that people were not always ethical when slighted.<br/><br/>So, Noah would have to do for now, up until Amelia could control herself again.<br/><br/>Deciding not to waste any more time, the man simply nodded and agreed. "Very well. I shall give you all the privacy you require. I would just like a report on her progress every now and then", the man requested before shaking Noah's hand and returning to whatever occupation he was immersed in before the young man arrived at his study.<br/><br/>A few doors down, Amelia had finished her writing and was now absent-mindedly sketching a bird she could see from the window in her journal. It was just a very random and rough sketch, as she girl was just tring to waste the time she had until the time came to meet her therapist.<br/><br/>When someone knocked on the door, Amelia's heart jumped and she dropped her pencil. "I'm sorry", she murmured, leaning down to pick up her pencil. "Please, come on in", the girl required quietly. <br/><br/>Now that he could see his patient better, he would see a young woman with dark wavy hair, rosy cheeks and blue eyes, carefully dressed in a modest dress and very proper, but strangely devoid of anything that translated into a strong personality. Maybe the bird on the page had more life than the girl who had sketched it.<br/><br/>"It is a pleasure meeting you", she replied to his words, holding out her hand to shake his. "I... would you like something? I mean, coffee, or something?", she asked, almost on autopilot. "Or would you like to just... talk?". It was clear the girl felt incredibly uncomfortable there, and very likely that she wouldn't be too open for a conversation in there, if her discomfort had anything to do with the environment.</div>