Zowie smiled at him and slid her legs over his lap. "You're worried they will catch me? I appreciate that but the orderlies won't make their way back here for another 45 minutes so I should be all right." She patted the sweater on the back of the couch. "Besides as long as I slip this on quickly it shouldn't be a problem. I'm pretty sure you're not going to complain to them that I'm naked." She grinned at him when she said it.
Once Rez started talking about what happened to him Zowie listened attentively; she was startled that the guy thought he really was a lycanthrope but who was she to judge, she was in the asylum too so how sane could she be. "Wow I mean if they've seen you shift then they should believe you...morons."
Zowie sat up straighter when he asked her what she was in for and flicked her hair back off her shoulders. "Well I've been diagnosed with a couple of things, exhibitionism, sex addiction but see the thing that really got me in trouble was my conduct disorder. I drugged a boy in school, chained him up in the basement and played with him whenever I felt like it. He cried and whined and wanted his mommy...so disappointing. So basically it was here or jail and my parents felt I would get more help here." She sighed and then smiled softly at Rez. "That is what got me here in a nutshell."