Adam suddenly felt the niggling desire to speak with Charlie about what had happened, though he was far more interested in her perspective of what had happened than in passing any judgment on her sanity or lack thereof. He kicked himself for not meeting more of his housemates, so such questioning would be less obtrusive; but in a moment he recalled what little he had seen of Charlie via the building's forums, and his delay in getting to know her suddenly had good reason. Still, he thought, she could hardly be worse than Tyler in one of his moods. He made a mental note to talk to her, should an opportunity present itself.
"Have you talked to anyone?" he asked. "Everybody out here has a therapist, I think. It might help. Even if you do have to be a little vague about what set off these feelings." He cleared his throat, a bit uncomfortable with his own suggestion. Not everyone - himself included, often enough - chose to confront these problems head-on. He found it difficult to envision her confiding in a therapist, especially one with no prior experience with Pax Letale's strange happenings. Brushing quickly past his ill thought out sentiments, he opted for a slight change in topic, hoping to satisfy yet another point of curiosity.