Arnold glanced up.

''Who?''

Ohm dropped into the chair, relaxed.

''My psychologist.''

Arnold's expression stayed netural.

But his attention sharpened.

''Oh?'' he said casually.

Ohm nodded, leaning back.

''yeah. I didn't think I'd say this, but... he gets it.''

Arnold didn't interrupt.

Just watched him.

''What's his name?'' he asked,

''Oh-Tua.''

A pause.

''...Tua?'' Arnold repeated.

Ohm nodded.

''Yeah. Why?''

Arnold looked away for a second.

''Nothing. Just sound familiar.''

Ohm didn't think much of it.

He was too busy talking.

''He's weirdly clam though,'' Ohm continued.

''Like... no matter what you say, he just listens.

Doesn't judge. Doesn't react unnecessarily.''

Arnold's fingers tapped lightly against the table.

''Oh-and he's not boring clam,'' Ohm added quickly. ''Like, with people he's close to?

Totally differnet.''

Arnold's gaze snapped back to him.

''....Differnet how?''

Ohm grinned slightly.

''Clumsy.''

caught Arnold off guard.

''...clumsy''

''Yeah,'' Ohm laughed softly. Didn't expect it either. But he jokes, teases... actually fun to be around.''

Arnold went quiet.

Because that version-

he had never seen before.

''...You seem close,'' Arnold said after a moment.

''Kind of. Not like best friends or anything-

but yeah, we talk outside sessions sometimes.''

Then casually-

Without thinking-

''I think he's in a realtionship though.''

Silence

complete.

Arnold's hand stilled.

''..What?'' he said, slower this time.

Ohm blinked.

''Hm?''

''You said... realtionship.''

''Oh-yeah, I mean I'm not sure,'' Ohm said quickly.

''But the way he talks sometimes, and like- his vibes? Feels like it.''

Arnold didn't respond.

But his mind-

was already filling in the blanks.

Tua 

That man.

The elevator.

The clossness.

Everything aligned too easily.

''I see,'' Arnold said finally.

His tone calm.

Unchanged.

But something underneath.

Shifted.

Because now-

What he had assumed-

felt real.

He didn't like that feeling...