The boy shrugged lightly, remaining completely unaffected by Cox's attitude. "It's how I get my mirth on, brother. If it bothers a motherfucker, I can try to keep such noise to myself, but I couldn't go makin' no promises about it." Honestly, he doesn't even care if he knows what a goose is or not. He wasn't the sort of individual who required many explanations.

Gamzee noted the chair and casually made his way over to take a seat on it. There he made himself comfortable and waited patiently for the doctor to do whatever it is he was supposed to do in these sessions. Though, waited might not be the appropriate term. He really just zoned out staring down at his hands.