Ah, definitely a new patient, then. Kenshin frowned, wondering how long the man had been here. Probably not very long at all, given how confused he seemed. Once again, this place operated without rhyme or reason. Some inmates disappeared without any warning or notice, and others seemed to sleep all day before they vanished. Still others were killed, leaving their loved ones without even a body to bury or a gravesite to mourn at.

Regardless, this man provided the rurouni with a welcome distraction from his own dark thoughts. He perked up slightly and stood, moving over to the side of the room where they wouldn’t be in the way and indicating for the other patient to do the same. This way they could talk and not be bothered by the moving images being projected onto the screen.

“Not at the moment, no,” he admitted. “This is supposedly a ‘free choice’ day so we’re to choose from a list of pre-determined activities.” Kenshin peered worriedly at him. “Please excuse this one for the intrusion, but have you been here long?”