<em>Didn't we just start? Why are we taking a break now? We haven't even <strong>done</strong> anything yet. Well, maybe there is more to the session than appears, after all it is strangely named Voice Therapy. No. I won't be impatient. I have only time to gain from this.</em><br/><br/>Soon after he found his head being infiltrated by voices. It was, mildly irritating, as far as Detrius was concerned, almost violatory of his thoughts, although he knew he gave up his right to private thoughts the moment he decided to try and save the lives of a few hundred children. At least now he knew what they meant by Voice Therapy.<br/><br/>Nothing special about other voice save it crossing into what he once believed to be his own private little space. Perhaps this was just some kind of mental stress test or something to determine if he could determine between supposed *good* or *bad* thoughts. The obvious correct choice was to be agreeable with the fair Doctor's 'Voice'. It was however, such a strange method of therapy to have opposing suggestions.<br/><br/>Detrius shrugged the thoughts off and decided to relax a little bit more, it was just a fifteen minute wait-practically no time at all-so staying put seemed like a good idea to him. Mingling was out of the question anyhow, they were only there to 'get better' not to socialize, but a little people watching wouldn't hurt.<br/><br/>The others in the room seemed as uneasy about this as he had previously felt, even the more intimidating members. It was all too easy to realize just how human they seemed, ranging from the varied clothing they wore to the small quirky mannerisms they all had. Even the guy who fought demons seemed almost normal save for that. Truly, they were in a room of their peers, however screwed up each of them were.<br/><br/>For a brief moment, Detrius considered the possibility that he could have been sent there to save them all. It was only a fleeting thought however, he wasn't here to make friends or help anyone.<br/><br/><em>Perhaps there are a few books here I could read to pass the time. Perhaps something on cultural history for a change. Would any of the others prefer to do some reading instead of mingling as well? Better yet, would either of them be interested in learning more about the evolution of society as it is today? Maybe I could perhaps instead try and convince someone of how dangerous <strong>those</strong> creatures are, though I don't see how it'd make a difference at this point, seeing how we're all considered loons.</em><br/><br/>He shook his head and stood up, apparently being the first to do so, and headed on out back to check out a small handful of books. As he got up, he caught notice that Isaac had a few sketches sitting in his lap, drawing his curiousity.<br/><br/>"Hi. I'm Detrius Harper. I can't help but notice you already have a few sketches made, can I ask what they're of?"