"Why do you want to know that? Are you going to take note, like how you noted everyone else's wishes, in what were supposed to be confidential therapy sessions?"

Once he stubbed his cigarette, she could feel a little bit of her relax. The smell lingered a little, but the smoke was dissolving, and it would all fade with time. She folded her arms, leaning a little to the right of her hip, fingers deceptively loose and relaxed where they lay. She was not going to give this man an inch.

"Then again, you're unlikely to scrape my cognition for my deepest wants, just by knowing I'm here, so I'll acquiesce a little; Yes, I come here often. In fact, Muhen is letting me stay here..."

Her expression hardened even more, and she unfolded her arms, placing a hand on her hip.

"So, I ask again; What are you doing here? And please, do be honest..."