"Of course," Carson said as he took a seat, opening the folder he'd carried with him. "Especially given that her expertise is with metahumans. Mine is aliens. It occasionally transfers over when we have a special case come in, but sometimes -- like now -- it fails me." And he had no problems admitting it. He'd be a poor doctor if he couldn't.
He looked up to her. "Okay, in regards to you being bipolar. Would you be interested in going on something for it once you've come to trust us and the healthcare system here? If not, any variation whatsoever on 'no' is absolutely and perfectly fine, it's just a question I have to ask." If she didn't want to, there'd be other aspects of it to dig into, but he'd get to those depending on her answer, though whatever she said was her answer alone -- and he just glanced down to the chart for a second and then back to Lorna.
"Also, what are your powers? Because depending on what they are, we're almost certainly going to need to develop some kind of plan for if or when your control does slip, because as far as I'm concerned? That's not just your personal issue, that falls under medical, which means you don't have to deal with that on your own. It'll be Caitlin designing the protocol since she'll know you better on that side than I will, but I'll be keeping up on that of course." Possibly have some suggestions, they'd have to wait and see.