<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=101542.msg4419695#msg4419695">Quote from: Kevben Battleheart on 25-03-2011, 14:22:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mark turned and looked over at the man who Kayla had looked over to and listened to what he had to say. Her past sounded worse than his for at least his parents didn't toss him out in the street, although his father did kill his mother and then himself to leave him in the care of his Aunt and Uncle. He was in no position to ponder on who had the worse past however and instead let his hand fall back to his side as he looked at her for a moment. "I'm sorry to hear that Kayla, I take it is your name then. What you really need is a friend that you can be with, someone you can trust. Although that obviously can't be right now, we shall see over time." Mark looked Kayla over, wondering why anyone would do such a thing to her before he laughed softly to himself. Why anyone really. Everyone had a motive for doing the things that they did, just like he did when he was able to convince his "friends" that their English teacher needed to be taught a lesson and had him kidnapped.<br/><br/>Mark said no more since Kayla was clearly not going to speak to him, if the man was right then it would be a long time before she would speak to any of the staff here as well. That could be entertaining for a short time, watching the doctor's and psychologists trying to get the girl to speak, but he knew that he would need more than that to keep himself entertained before he was taken away from here to the next Asylum, so sure was he that he could confuse the staff when someone else entered the room and introduced himself as Viktor and someone who worked here. Mark put on a smile and looked at the man, sizing him up before he spoke. "Good morning to you then Mr. Mendez. I'm Mark Kinney, and I look forward to my stay here."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He preferred not being referred to as a doctor, since that made it easier to connect with patients, especially those whom had dealt with many doctors, and developed a tendency to shut down on them. "Well, I assure you,  this institution is highly regarded around and we will be doing the best we can to ensure you get as much help with whatever issues you might be having. And of course once you've been cured, feel free to leave or stay, your call." He said, keeping the smile plastered on his lips, keeping the files tucked up under his arm. He began to wonder what kind of patient this man was, he seemed to at least give the pretense that he was a rather well tongued young man. He could also feel Mark's eyes wondering over him, almost like he was using the same approach as Viktor would. Interesting, he thought silently to himself. He enjoyed giving patients hope, which was that much sweeter to watch them lose it when it was all pulled away.