"Are you not." It could have been a question, though the inflection Makiko put on it made it a statement, and a rather dubious one at that. Her gaze remained fixed upon the man, expression unchanging, as she absently began tapping her pen against the arm of her chair. "You've had several traumatic incidents through the course of your...rather eventful life, after all. Beginning with the deaths of your parents."

Without looking away, she reached out to riffle the pages of the file with her free hand. The man was clearly not an idiot, not with the kind of education he'd had, not with what she sensed from him, and yet he persisted in playing with her. "I see that at that time you did receive help, but it seems your problems only persisted, growing worse with each subsequent incident."

She paused a moment after that, with just a faint smile. "Although perhaps one could blame your confusion on these 'other personalities' you allegedly have."