Riley knew Rez didn't believe him, he wasn't going to try to get him to believe him...what was the point? He wanted the guy but it wasn't a good choice for either of them, maybe he should let him go. The thought made Riley dig the point of the pen into his wrist under the desk where Rez couldn't see. The pain helped him refocus, which was what the band was for but he didn't want Rez to know he needed to snap it.
He picked up the phone and called for the orderly to take Rez back to his room. "I will see you tomorrow for your next session...if you...if you change your mind about doctors you can let me know then and I can send you to Dr. Menon. She will be more than happy to take care of you." He cleared his throat and brought the pen back up to the desk to make a note.