"I don't know," Valyn admitted. "Pure chance, most likely. My brother and I are twins; I guess I was just lucky." His father had chosen him, and his brother was carted off to their mother's people. He doubted anything had gone into his father's selection. If there even had been one, and nothing more than 'take one, I'll keep the other'. But he certainly couldn't get into that.

"And really, my brother is...well, I suppose a lost cause. We aren't terribly close, but it's been some time since I saw him sober." Grandfather let him run rampant. Valyn didn't understand it at all, but he supposed it was none of his business.

"As for my treatment...well, you're the doctor. I do believe I've made progress, but I'm something of a biased opinion. I know who I am. I'm Aubrey Hill. I understand the difference between what's real and what my mind tries to tell me is real. I can't claim I remember everything that happened before I came here, but believe I remember enough." From everything he'd seen of how their supposed 'real lives' went, he imagined it was something along the lines of attacking his father or some such.

"Honestly, I'm more interested at this point in undoing the damage my father has done. I...am not happy with myself. I am frustrated and I am angry at my inability to express myself the way I'd prefer." And it was rather impressive that he'd managed to admit even that. But Dr. Huang had been very agreeable on focusing on that particular problem, rather than his supposed delusions.

"And of course my other...familial problems, so to speak."