damned_institute | Day 52: Doctor's Office 6 (Dr. Wilson) [Fourth Shift]

While Mr. Rousseau (or Brook, as he liked to be called), had been a bit... eccentric ("kooky" was the more accurate, but less PC word), he had also been more or less harmless, and the session had gone as smoothly as could be expected. More than that, it had ended in a timely manner, giving Wilson the chance to have a leisurely lunch out on the patio. While he knew it might be better to befriend some of the other doctors (if he'd gotten to know Dr. Stein, maybe he could have figured out what Brook had been so spooked about), he ended up staying to himself.

Part of it was because he didn't want to get too attached to this place. He got fixated on people who needed to be fixed, and that was basically all of his patients here. While Wilson figured that his lack of experience and the terrible administration meant that he'd be jumping to return to Princeton-Plainsboro the second that Cuddy called him back, he did worry all the same. What if he couldn't disconnect?

So he tried to limit the people he met to his patients and he hoped for the best. Though for this afternoon, he was scheduled to meet two new people: one Oliver Queen and one Arthur Kirkland. Both of them appeared to have identity issues, judging from a quick glance over their files, but he was going to reserve his judgment until he met the two men for himself.

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Just going off of that description, Wilson wouldn't have been surprised if Arthur's brother had some sort of textbook Narcissism going on. It felt like a ridiculous diagnosis to pin on someone who he was only hearing described in a few words, but considering the guy was currently considered deranged enough to be here, he didn't think it was completely out of hand.

Though what was more interesting was that Arthur then went on to mention another brother, but made it sound like he wasn't related to said brother. A half brother, maybe? It probably didn't matter too much, though, as they were focused on Alfred at the moment.

"It sounds like you two have had a tumultuous relationship," Wilson commented. "Had you seen him much before you were both placed here? And do you think you've been able to get along with him better here at Landel's?" Probably not, if the patient's tone was anything to judge by, but sometimes the strangest things could lead to mending a relationship. It was something to keep track of, at least.

Tumultuous. That didn't really even begin to cover it, considering their relationship had involved being at war with each other, a century or so of ignoring each other and only starting to be civil to each other in the last century or so. That was rather more tumultuous than most humans could manage really.

He shrugged dismissively at the question. "We see each other fairly regularly." Meetings where he refused to listen to anyone else especially if they disagreed with them. "And I can hardly say that we've been able to get along since he has apparently been released, but god forbid anyone inform me of this in a timely manner." Perhaps he was just a little bit bitter. And worried. Not that he would admit that.

At least their relationship wasn't at a point where they refused to talk to each other, then. Personally? He knew what that was like. Wilson was surprised to hear that Albert had already been released, especially if he had left his brother (younger or older?) here to try and heal on his own. It was possible he would come to visit when Sunday rolled around, but still, that must have been hard for his patient to hear.

"I'm sorry that you weren't told sooner. I didn't know anything about this, but..." Yeah, he was kept in the dark a lot. He was sure that was already obvious to most of his patients, and he always felt bad when they came to him with questions that he couldn't answer. It didn't seem like Arthur had expected him to know anything, though.

"How did you react, when you found out?" he asked, wanting to see if just getting a description of emotions would help him to better analyze the man's mental state.

No, England had quite given up on anyone 'knowing' anything by now. Either they were all idiots, or they were all lying, or perhaps a little of both. It wouldn't surprise him. The nurses were the worst. At least this man wasn't a bland silhouette in a uniform. It was cold comfort in any case. "When something happens to a member of my family, I like to know. But the nurses don't seem terribly concerned with doing anything to help the patients here at all. More with herding us around like we're small children." Really, was keeping them all entirely isolated the best way to 'cure' them? Surely grounding them in the supposedly real world would work much better.

He blinked at the question, lips drawing into a frown. How did he react? He'd lost his most valuable ally in this place. "It's an inconvenience," he replied, because he wasn't going to admit to anyone, even himself, if he felt anything more than that. "It's better if I know where he is." So the idiot didn't get himself into trouble.

While Wilson thought that the patient's comment about the nurses was a bit harsh, he wasn't really going to bother arguing with him about it. From his perspective, the nurses were overworked and were also probably being told to follow a certain criteria when dealing with the patients -- one that Landel most likely set, and Wilson was becoming more and more certain that the man was incompetent. He didn't know how to run a hospital properly, even if his security measures seemed top-notch.

But the answer that Arthur gave about his brother was pretty telling. He talked about it so clinically that it was obvious that there was more to it, something that he was trying to hide. And wanting to know where his brother was pretty much counted as being protective of him. But that was a good thing; caring about family was a natural response.

"Hopefully you'll get to see him again soon," he said with a small smile. "And was there anything else you wanted to talk about, or should we end it here?" He got the feeling that it would be the latter, but Wilson was surprised by his patients from time to time.

Day 52: Doctor's Office 6 (Dr. Wilson) [Fourth Shift]

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