Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane
I don't have any control over that. I'm not a doctor or whatever. I can't even make recommendations. [She gave him a shrug of narrow shoulders, because she was the epitome of powerless. It was written all over her, that she didn't control a fucking thing in her life. Even this job was something she'd been forced to take. Yeah, no, she couldn't help him get released.]
But if you go to therapy and talk to people, then it looks better, yeah? [They'd had a breakout recently, and she knew it was only a matter of time until their other big name visitors were gone, him among them. But, whatever, this was her job. She went through the motions.]