<strong>"Oh, one of those..."</strong><br/><br/>It was clear from the tone that he'd dealt with the type before. Eastern Europe... especially during the wars... was full of them. Broken children from broken homes adapting as best they could to their situation. The human mind was a wonderful thing... if it didn't snap it could turn itself into almost anything to protect itself. Again he casually flicked through the file, eyes picking out the details. He'd been through these before but it was always worth while to look over them again.<br/><strong><br/>"I assume my new colleague will have taken some interest in her... call it a cold reading if you will."</strong><br/><br/>Another sip on his tea, savouring the last few drops as he finished it, a contented sigh as he let it pass his lips before placing it down.<br/><strong><br/>"Assuming everything has proceeded correctly... an assumption that may or may not be correct... processing should either have finished or be nearly finished. As such it would seem an appropriate time to make an introduction... I wouldn't want my patients to think I'd abandoned them. Do you agree?"</strong>