However - Sebastien's handshake had been firm and confident, as it would be expected from a young and …show more content…
Had it been on purpose? Maybe one of those small things that hinted at the young mans reluctance to be here in the first place? Who's to say. He turned, however, after a faint, barely audible grunt, only to watch the older man go through the records and pour himself a drink a moment later. The amber liquid flowing into the glass captured his attention momentarily, and there even was a fleeting hint of a smile on the young mans lips, in response to Weismann's offer. "Thank you." he murmured, his gaze still fixed on the amber liquid. 'If I refuse the offer he will have an opinion. If I accept it, he will have one, too. Shit.' See the dilemma he was in? Whatever he would do, it will tell the doctor something about him. Maybe more than he wanted him to know. "Maybe later." Being here in the first place was unsettling and he couldn't ever tell why it unsettled him to such a degree. This was not normal, was it? It almost was as if a part of his mind was screaming. 'Get the fuck out of here, Sebastien. You know you want to. You know you need to.' And still, he did not adhere to those internal …show more content…
Not to mention interesting. Quite different to what he had been used from Chandler and Harrington before. Both had those overstuffed bookshelves in their counselling offices, filled with knowledge, trivial or not. It was almost a shame that Dr. Harrington was dead now. She was such a nice person. "If I am not being judged, analyzed or deconstructed - what am I?" Sebastien asked, finally, having moved from near the desk to the shelves with the records at a slow pace that seemed nothing but controlled. He listened to the older man speak about requirements and Chandler, and he nodded his head once before he spoke. "Dr. Chandler merely told me that..." A pause. A breath. A much needed one or else he would have used words he shouldn't have. "...he merely said that we do not speak the same language and that he does not think that he can... help me." oh yes, there was that pause while his gaze set on the