"Mr. Maeda, I'm afraid that's reality." Makiko almost idly added a note in the file, scribing each character with neat precision, and continued to speak as she worked. "Something happened to you in the past, something that understandably upset you a great deal. And because you couldn't deal with that, you created your own reality."

She paused for a moment, glancing up at him briefly. "Unless you come to accept that fact, though, nothing is ever going to change. You'll go on living in fear in your fantasy. Is that what you really want?"