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Can I get you a drink?

Whoa.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

You have to take it forever.

I'm sure you're okay.

I can handle two more tannies.

Besides, I'm older than you.

Sit.

Are you laughing at me?

Do you like watching me?

Do you like watching?

Hey.

For real.

Are you okay?

I'm just having fun.

Hello?

Apparently no life since I'm the first one here on a Saturday night.

Where are you two coming from?

Just out.

It's almost four in the morning.

Pittsburgh actually has a pretty decent after -hours scene.

I didn't know until... Well, we started at Thunderbird, then hit up Hot Mess and

Cabo.

Velveteers. When do you two sleep?

Don't... To answer that, I've reached my quota of personal information from

these two. Are you wearing a guyliner? You're too old to shop at Hot Topic. Oh,

you're just jealous.

Where's Watson, anyways? Even here?

Apologies, I got swept up reading about Abu Al -Qasim Azarawi. Can anyone tell

me why?

You have even less of a life than Adam. Man, I am right here.

Azarawi is one of your heroes.

10th century physician, also known as the father of modern surgery.

Nice memory, Dr. Lubbock, but that's not why I called you here.

Your text said that you were invoking the 1 % rule. Our standing agreement to

come in regardless of time of day to observe any procedure at U -Hop

with a rate of incidence less than 1%. And what are you here to observe?

Al -Zarawi was the first doctor to record treatments of dozens of

Watson wants us to think of the rarest of them and then guess.

But I need caffeine, Adam is half asleep, and the club kids are

of party mode, so just tell us.

A rupture of the corpus cavernosum. Oh, penis fracture.

Okay, glad I didn't Google it.

Penile fractures occur in .29 cases in 100 ,000. An hour ago, Peter Johns was

admitted with that exact, incredibly rare injury.

Peter Johns.

So close to Peter Johnson?

Let me guess. You called in the 1 % rule?

Saturday night. Isn't that date night?

You're here, too.

It's a precaution.

There's a liability issue.

The patient was understandably worried about his future prospects.

He mentioned his father as a plaintiff's attorney.

How did you deal with that?

Morphine. He settled right down.

Anyway, he should make a full recovery.

Ingrid, you're not watching? You're missing the most important part of the

procedure. I actually think I just found something more important.

Dr. Morrison, I need to talk to the nurse who wrote up this patient file.

I think there might be a problem.

With the patient?

Not the patient.

The woman who brought him here.

And I've been making rounds of every hotel, motel, hostel, bar, brothel.

I walked the streets, rousing the unhoused, just in case one of them's in.

Gov, the man's vanished.

And at the risk of stating the obvious, of all the people I've ever known, if

Sherlock Holmes doesn't want you to find him, then good luck.

A man definitely likes his solitude, so much so he faked his own death.

But by doing so, he denied himself the ability to draw from his assets, which

means... He's short on resources.

Meaning what?

You think he'll stay in the area?

Perhaps.

In the vicinity of those that he knows he can count on? See, that's the rub

right there. What he does and does not know may be affected by his condition.

If his thinking is impaired, this whole disappearance may not even be

intentional.

Right, all right.

All the more reason to triple our efforts. I'll get right back at it.

I don't get it.

It's actually very simple. The nurse woke me up and said it was urgent that I

talk to a doctor.

You.

But... You're not my doctor, and you're not interested in my condition.

I'm interested in the accident that put you here.

Specifically, this woman you described to the admit nurse, Nicole.

Nicole.

She's the one who broke me.

You noted Nicole's eyes flickered throughout your date? It wasn't a date.

just drinks.

Okay. Her eyes?

Off and on, yeah.

I thought it was some tick. It's actually called nystagmus.

Also, according to you, she was nodding her head strangely.

It could be titubation. When she fell on top of you, that sounds like ataxia.

Did she display other instances where she seemed off balance? I guess so,

So what does this have to do with fixing my penis?

You said Nicole kept bursting out laughing.

Before she got to your apartment or after?

Both.

She was laughing a lot, actually.

Okay, well, that's pseudobulbar effect.

She has that along with all the other symptoms you described.

I'm going to need you to write down Nicole's name, phone number, everything.

Wait, I don't know her.

But she's just some baddie that I met on Tinder.

Hold on. Hey, why do you need to find her anyway?

Because if I don't, and soon, that baddie, she's going to die.

In my opinion, this woman's life is in danger.

A quixotic quest to find someone who's not even our patient. Sounds like

Watson's territory.

Quixotic? Do you even have a penis?

Oh, he definitely has a penis.

How about futile? Possibly pointless?

Let's not debate vocabulary.

I want to hear Ingrid's reasoning.

Nice diagnosis, titubation, ataxia, pseudobulbar effect, all these symptoms

manifesting simultaneously.

It'd be a miracle if there wasn't something wrong with her. Which could

I think it's an untreated neurological condition, possibly a tumor.

I agree.

You could be looking at moduloblastoma.

Patient Nicole is in dire jeopardy.

She needs a hospital.

If it's not a tumor, she could suffer a stroke, a hemorrhage, an aneurysm. So

let's find her. Any leads?

Ingrid and I combed through her date and profile.

Seems like Nicole is just an alias she uses for hookups. Knowing that, I went

speak to our friend, the convalescing Mr. Johnson.

Johns. He wasn't much help when I spoke to him. Me neither. But he did direct me

to this.

This is the hoodie that Nicole tied around his crotch. Was there anything in

pockets? Just some crumpled up seats, gas station, grocery store.

Is this maybe kind of quixotic?

Thank you for your support.

I also printed out some photos from her dating profile.

Okay, good. Take one of those photos and ask around the Minoka Technical Center.

She works as a welder there.

She's on the night shift, so they pull overtime on the weekends.

With any luck, you can catch her as she's clocking in.

And keep an eye out for that Harley.

Explain the magic trick.

Oh, it's just right there.

The paint smear on the hoodie isn't just blue, it's Minolka blue. Company

trademarked in 2016.

Tiny burn holes there are from weld splatter.

Droplets of molten metal ejected from the heat by a welding arc.

He's right.

The grocery store receipt is from midday, so if she works evenings, this

station receipt is consistent with the motorcycle tank size, and the locations

are approximate to the Minoka site on the upper north side.

I'll head there now.

Shinwell is in the area. I'll call him. I'll meet you. What's he doing all the

way up there? The same as you.

Solving mysteries.

manager said this is you.

Brian Booker?

You sometimes go by Nicole?

What are you, the name please?

I'm Ingrid Darian. I'm a doctor at UHOB. I have credentials if you need to see

them. I'm a nurse in training. The name's Shinwell Johnson and I am at your

service.

Dr.

Ingrid Nurse Shinwell? What is this, a joke?

You were at the hospital last night, dropped off with Peter Johns.

Yeah, and like I said, when I checked him in, what happened was an accident.

How do you even track me down?

We figured it out from the hoodie you left behind.

More importantly, I need to ask you about the symptoms that led to your

collapse. I didn't collapse. It was an accident.

Fred, I'm a neurologist.

Peter said you displayed eye flickering, loss of balance, incisive head nodding,

and incongruous laughter, which I believe I just heard.

Those are signs of neurological disease.

I'm laughing because that is absurd.

Peter's apartment was dark. My eyes were adjusting.

And if I nodded, it was because I was giving consent.

And yeah, I was clumsy. I had a few drinks.

It was hardly brain damage.

Now, if you excuse me, I've got to get to work before I leave my overtime.

Cash. How about I give you some?

Right now, $500 to come down and have a test.

Compensate you for your time.

And... You'll know what's what up in your bum.

Guess I'm taking a pic there.

Here we are.

Don't be shy.

Oh, my God.

It's a teeny tiny person.

Did he see you?

Is that a face?

Yep. One of them.

The doctor will be in soon, but your babies look great.

Babies?

And, like, plural? More than one?

We're gonna have twins?

Twins.

Huh.

Triplets? Wow.

I'm... That's... I'm... Wow.

I think the words are congratulations.

Lawrence is amazing. I am so happy for you. Triples on all baby gifts. Duly

noted. I am on it. Thank you. Yeah, I kind of feel like I'm on another planet

right now.

Don't know how we're going to do this. I am so happy for you both. It's

wonderful news. Thank you, Watson. Thank you. Cheers, loves. I always thought

Fraser Crabb was bollocks and he wasn't. Yep.

Amazing. Exactly what the world needs. More people. I have a patient to check

on.

I came in for one test. You paid me for one test. Then I'm told I need to be

admitted. I need constant supervision.

Your symptoms are concerning. I mean, yes, the MRI scan doesn't show any sign

a brain tumor. So let me go home. You're still showing neurological symptoms.

Do you have a family history of degenerative neurological disease?

ALS? Alzheimer's? I don't know. None of my grandparents died from anything like

that. And your parents?

They died in an accident when I was 12.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Do you have any siblings?

I'm on my own. That's the way I like it.

Polar privacy.

A soul admitted to itself.

Finite infinity.

Emily Dickinson.

I see you.

But we're going to hold off on the public privacy for now.

You need me and my team to figure out what's going on here. Dr. Watson, a

Excuse me.

Without a diagnosis, we can't keep her here against her will. What are you

thinking? Her symptoms are serious. Could be any number of pathological

She has all the telltale signs of extensive self -harm. Arms are covered

-infected scars. She's also suffering from nightmares.

The night nurse said she was crying out about freezing to death.

But unless she is a danger to herself or others, I can't justify an admit.

Ren?

Ren, calm down.

She's hyperventilating.

She can't breathe.

I need an oxygen mask and two milligrams of erythrope.

Hey, Ren, Ren, we're going to give you something to help you relax.

Right now, I just need you to calm down.

You're going to be okay. Breathe. Just calm down and breathe. You're going to

okay.

Sedation's keeping her stable for now.

At least we know her tumor's off the list. Her EMG results are back. They're

consistent with ALS, and she has no known family history of MS or

Her parents died relatively young, so we can't know for sure.

We should order genetic testing.

How about Creutzfeldt -Jakob? Given her advanced physical symptoms, her brain

would be mush.

She's way too lucid.

Lucid enough to quote Emily Dickinson.

Ooh, Watson!

This press -on is no blood.

Nail bed is completely empty. Congenital manicure?

This tissue damage indicates trauma decades old. The scarring is very

Blunt force or burn?

No.

It's frostbite.

I know what Ren's been hiding from us.

A breaking news update on the story that's drawn international attention.

A plane carrying a family of seven vanished into the Arctic three months

All were presumed dead.

Today, a 12 -year -old girl and her 6 -year -old brother were rescued, the

survivors of that fateful flight.

We prayed for that family at my church.

The two of them surviving was an absolute miracle.

Are we sure that's Wren?

Evidence of extreme exposure, nightmares about the cold, family members that all

died in 2003, self -harm that points to deep emotional trauma.

But Wren never mentioned a brother when you asked for a family history. It's

because she didn't want us to know.

We've been looking at this case all wrong.

Wren's present won't give us the answer we need.

It's time to investigate our past.

You think we could survive an Arctic plane crash?

We?

I don't mean to be immodest here, but I would absolutely thrive in an Arctic

plane crash.

You, on the other hand, I have questions.

No, I'd survive.

No choice, basically.

There's too many mouths to feed.

You okay?

It was a good performance.

Announcing the triplets.

I almost believed it.

Clearly, the universe heard that I didn't want one kid and gave me three.

Am I shocked?

Yeah.

Twins obviously run in the family, but man, nobody's prepared for triplets.

Lauren's on the partner track of their firm.

We're both bringing in decent money.

Great condo.

We're very fortunate. So, for now, I'm just going to focus on all the

Well, dare I say I'm proud of you.

Boy's becoming a man.

Any word on the genetic testing?

She doesn't have Huntington's. I hate it when good news feels like bad news.

Robin Booker.

Nice to meet you. Dr. Watson.

Impressed you found me.

It was surprisingly easy once we discovered all your siblings were named

birds.

The media was able to publish their names because they died.

Sorry for your loss.

Daddy? Hey, it's okay, little duck. I'll be in soon.

So you said this is about my sister?

Yes.

Rand is ill.

I'm trying to find out what's wrong with her, but unfortunately she won't share

anything about her time in the Arctic.

Sorry to make you relive that trauma, but that story could hold some crucial

clues about her diagnosis.

I'd lost so much blood that I was in and out of consciousness for, I don't know.

And then there was warmth.

Wren had managed to make a shelter out of what was left of the fuselage.

And somehow she made a fire.

Did Wren suffer any injuries?

Cuts and bruises.

Yeah, she was the lucky one.

Our parents and two other siblings died on impact.

Dove, our older sister, was still alive, but in pieces.

And then when she died, Wren dragged her out of the plane and buried her in the

snow with the others.

Wren's the only reason.

I'm alive.

He treated my wounds, melted snow for water.

When we ran out of food, she ventured out and hunted.

We lived off Arctic fox, too.

She was only 12?

Wow, I sure couldn't have done that.

We were outdoorsy kids. We were raised that way. Our parents were

anthropologists. They actually met while studying the indigenous peoples of

Papua New Guinea.

We were en route to visit a remote Inuit group when the plane crashed.

But the funny thing is, if you were to ask me who I would want as a survival

companion, I would not have picked Wren.

Wren was just about vibes, you know, making people laugh.

Our mom used to call her Walking Sunshine, which is hard to believe, I

I don't know what's more to blame for taking that away, the Arctic or...

Foster care.

Sounds like you treated one trauma for another.

I mean, I adjusted okay.

I had an extended hospital stay.

Frostbite. But I got adopted, and she just bounced from one foster home to

another until she aged out of the system.

It became completely unreliable. I mean, she didn't go to my wedding.

And the last time I saw her was six years ago.

What happened six years ago?

A Christmas disaster, which I don't want to go into it, but Ren can be

volatile. And I have my own family now.

You know, I have to protect them.

I haven't felt comfortable bringing Ren around my daughter.

She still hasn't met her.

I love my sister, but... You're scared of her.

And you know what? I'm mad.

I'm mad that she let what happened to us destroy her soul.

I mean, we got another chance at life.

But Ren?

Ren's still trapped out there in the Arctic.

They look happy enough.

But how could two siblings survive such a traumatic experience only to become

estranged? Your psychological toll of an experience like that has to be

profound.

Was there anything else you learned that could explain her symptoms?

Prolonged malnutrition could cause B12 deficiency.

Though, according to Robin, they were eating regularly.

Hey, this photo seems to back that up. They don't appear malnourished.

Thank God for those arctic foxes.

Maybe that's it.

The fox meat.

Arctic foxes can carry a kind of kikosis. It has a long incubation period

friend. ate infected meat, the larval cyst could have spread from her

to her brain.

We would have seen them on imaging.

Yeah, but we weren't looking for them. We need to reevaluate those scans.

Have any of you ever seen an arctic fox?

In the winter, their coats turn white to match the snow, making them almost

impossible to hunt.

Now, how does a young girl with no trapping experience, in the midst of

-constant blizzards, catch enough foxes to keep her and her brother at healthy

weights?

Look. No.

Wren wasn't catching foxes.

But she did have access to a trove of frozen, nutritious, easily

accessible meat.

Meat that didn't need to be trapped or hunted. Meat that was always available

her right outside the fuselage.

Wren lied to her brother.

They were eating meat.

It just wasn't animal meat.

How are you feeling?

Had another laughing fit, but the human mountain nurse Kelly tranquilized me to

submission.

And don't listen to her if she says that I assaulted her. That was a tremor.

So I met your brother.

What? Yes, and he shared something.

Something that I think could be the missing piece here.

He thinks I'm a total psycho.

Ren, the meat that you ate to stay alive, your brother said it was fox

I'm not so sure.

You were alone.

You were dying of starvation. You were desperate.

Now, given those circumstances, anybody would have done whatever it took to

survive.

You can be honest with me, Ren. I promise you, I won't judge.

But I need to know.

There's a solitude of space, a solitude of sea, a solitude of death.

But these, society shall be, compared with that profounder

sight, that polar privacy, the soul admitted to itself,

finite, infinity.

Kuru? Also known as the laughing disease by the 4A people of Papua New Guinea,

where the illness originated.

From ritualistic cannibalism. Ritual endocannibalism. The 4A ate their own

ones, not their enemies. That's exocannibalism. You think about

lot. Kuru is the white whale of neurodegenerative prion diseases.

The 4A people first believed that Kuru was a curse until scientists proved it

spread from eating people who carried the disease.

The 4A people then stopped their cannibalistic funeral practices and the

practically died out. The last case was diagnosed in 2007.

But we know from Robin that the Booker parents were in Papua New Guinea in the

70s while Kuru was still raging.

Exactly. So are you saying Mr.

and Mrs. Booker are...

Also cannibals? Not necessarily. I mean, the bookers probably came into contact

with infected tissue through open sores or cuts, maybe.

The diagnosis fits.

Crew has an incubation period of up to 50 years. It explains all of Wren's

symptoms. But you still haven't told her yet.

I want to rule everything else out.

Because it's a death sentence.

Yes. It's a horrible diagnosis.

It's one of the reasons I want to make sure we're right.

The other reason is because...

She's not the only potential victim. A friend contracted Kuru from eating her

parents.

That means that Robin may have contracted it too.

You wanted to see me, Governor?

I saw your request.

Proficial leave of absence, huh?

So you want to stop your nursing studies to look for Sherlock?

Reality is, Gov, Sherlock could be anywhere in the world.

I can't find him from here.

Now, I'd never dream of suggesting that you back off from your duties, but I can

volunteer myself for the task.

Yeah, but you're not a taskman anymore, Sherlock.

You put down roots here. You've had the makings of a meaningful career.

Friendships.

Your...

Your situation with Nurse Carla.

This life that I would be afraid of losing, I wouldn't have it if it wasn't

Holmes. So I can't see myself just sitting idly by without at least trying

return the favor. I respect that.

But how about you do me a favor, Shinwa?

Give it a few days and give me one last chance.

So try to convince you.

Ren's final test results are in.

Kuru is a difficult disease. There's no cure.

Of course we'll help you.

Manage the symptoms.

We'll make sure it's as comfortable as possible, but they won't progress.

We can talk later about what to expect, but... I'm sorry, Ren.

Do you have any questions?

We'll have to talk about notifying your brother.

No!

Rin, I would not mention this if it weren't a matter of life or death.

Yeah, and how do you imagine that conversation would go?

Oh, hey, remember when we ate fox meat in the Arctic?

Oh, that was actually Mom's brains you were slurping down. Good luck living

that for the rest of your life.

Robin can't know.

I couldn't live with it.

There has been some promising epigenetic research that could lead to a treatment

in the future.

If Robin has this too, he has a right to know when he has a daughter.

You don't get it.

That is exactly why he shouldn't know. He has people who love him, who think

that he's a good person.

Look at him and then look at me.

You want to know why we're so different?

Because he doesn't know the truth.

Okay, but I would have to think... Just get out!

Just get out now!

Adam, following up again on that endorsement.

Got a couple of TikTok docs interested, so offer's gonna expire soon.

You look... Pregnant with triplets?

Absolutely amazing.

Well, I'm glad you think so, because I'm about to undergo a significant

expansion.

How are you? How's work?

More stomach -turning than you can imagine.

A night at the opera will be a good palate cleanser.

How are you? How's your day?

Busy. Yeah? Yeah. Glad we're getting a last hurrah in the company's seats

I...

Quit my job, we buy a house in the Burbs. Wait, what?

What, is your mind not totally spiraling out on this too?

Babe, the math of parenthood is totally different now. I get it, but your job.

I just, I don't think we can nanny our way out of triplets.

I don't want to be at home thinking about work and then be at work thinking

about my babies. I just think I want to focus my attention on the job

of being a parent.

At least for now.

Okay.

I'm still going to be me.

I'm not going to suddenly start wearing prairie dresses and turning butter.

Good, because that's more my thing.

This does mean you need to be okay being the sole breadwinner, though.

Are you?

Working late, Dr. Morse? Well, there's been a sudden uptick in incident reports

requiring my attention.

But those might actually be coming to an end soon.

From Wren, she's going to accept your medical advice.

And I don't know what this means exactly, but she's also giving you

to speak to her brother.

Well done, John.

Both of you.

Thank you.

Rin's in danger.

She's not on the roof.

Her room is empty, too.

Guards say she has been seen leaving the building. No emergency exits have been

tripped.

What was the poem she quoted in the note? Emily Dickinson?

A solitude of space, a solitude of sea, a solitude of death, that polar privacy.

I know where she is.

I'm getting you out of here.

No!

Rin, Rin, put the blade down. Close the door. Walk away and pretend you never

saw me. No, no, we're not leaving you here. Please.

Please just let me fade away into the cold.

This isn't who you are, okay? We're not afraid of you.

You should be.

One more step and I will suffer my karate.

Don't test my knowledge of human anatomy.

Rin, what you're feeling right now is not going to last forever. If it lasted

years, that's not enough.

What do you want from me?

You figured out why I'm sick. You can go tell my brother my secret. Just leave

me alone and go save his life.

Let us save you first.

The first time I cut into my mother, I fainted.

I woke up with my face in the snow.

But by the second day, I didn't even flinch.

It's not just that I did it.

It's how easy it became.

I'm not human.

I'm a monster.

Ren, you're not a monster.

Monsters don't feel guilt. They don't feel shame.

Monsters don't spend their whole lives punishing themselves until they end up

a walk -in freezer ready to end it all.

Trust me.

I know about monsters.

You did something you hate.

But you did it so you and your brother could survive.

Think about the little girl who had to make that decision.

She deserves to be forgiven.

How is she?

Stable. Safe for now.

Her issues are much deeper than a diagnosis.

What she's fighting goes back the better part of two decades. It's shame,

revulsion, self -loathing.

So how do you treat someone for that?

Thanks for coming on such short notice.

You said you had some important news this year?

Yes, it'd be better to speak privately in my office.

You mind if Dr. Lovett keeps your daughter company down here?

Nice to see you again. Want to work on some coloring books with me?

Okay, come on.

So, private chat with the doctor.

It's never a good sign.

I can't even imagine what you're feeling right now.

I am... Oh, God, I'm such a bastard.

All this time I've been judging her.

Angry she couldn't just be okay.

Like me. I've kept her from my family.

I've kicked her out of my house. I've kicked her out of my house on Christmas.

We can only act on the information that we have.

Now you know everything.

There's no reversing the damage Kuru has already done to Rin's brain.

Her uncle and care will be a battle. But to face that battle, she'll need

support.

She'll need you.

You're the only person that truly understands what she's endured.

Now, we'll also need to monitor you for cruel symptoms. There's a lot to

discuss, but the important thing is, is that we're getting ahead of it.

You have any questions?

Can you take me to my sister?

I'll give you two some privacy.

So now you know.

Go ahead. Let me have it.

You hate me?

I hate you?

Ren, you saved my life.

I never wanted you to know.

I'm so sorry you had to find out.

You've suffered with this for so long on your own.

I'm the one who's sorry.

Hey, I need you to know, all I feel for you is love and gratitude.

And Mom and Dad, they would have wanted us to stay alive.

Trust me, I'm a parent now, and I would do anything.

sacrifice anything a hundred times over for my little girl.

You.

My little baby bird.

Your dad.

Do you want to meet her?

This is Gwendolyn.

You call her Ren.

This is Daddy's big sister.

They're going to be seeing a lot more of her.

They're going to take care of her.

Just like she always took care of me.

When you got there?

Yeah. It's really good.

Thank you.

You want to get me into your hand and hug?

Thank you for sending it so quickly.

I'd be glad to speak to the benefits of meal replacement shakes on your podcast.

Of course, I'd love for you to endorse my book, and we can discuss my joining

you more regularly, assuming the fee you offered is... Adam, seriously?

Okay, then.

See you Thursday bright and early.

Take care.

I thought you left. I forgot my tablet. Are you seriously endorsing this

garbage?

Aspartame, sucralose, maltodextrin, plus more soy than a pita convention.

Not that bad.

You're the one who taught me that excess animal protein can increase the risk of

type 2 diabetes.

Well, technically anything in excess is bad. Adam, what is this?

I'm going to go on a podcast and hawk some random protein powder.

Why? Because I want to? No, but because my soon -to -be unemployed fiancé is

pregnant with triplets.

I'm about to be the sole earner for a family of five, and I need to grow up.

You should at least consider the possibility that subverting your

order to chase fast money might just be a good way to lose both.

You don't have to like what I'm doing here.

I don't.

It's not like I have a choice.

thoughts, Dr. Derry?

Ren's emotional state is much improved.

A care plan is in place.

It won't save her, but it'll help her manage the worst of her symptoms.

I suppose it's the best prognosis we could hope for.

Thanks in no small part to you.

I mean, without your eye, she could have gone undiagnosed and she never would

have reconnected with her brother.

Not to mention what you did for her in that freezer.

I just told her what she needed to hear.

You said that she...

Couldn't be a monster because she has feelings and monsters don't have

One could argue that's very similar to your own diagnosis.

I hope that you don't think of yourself as a monster, Dr. Zarian.

Because you're not.

Like I said, I just told her what she needed to hear.

As for me, I'm fine with who I am.

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