Ben shook his head. "No. I'd never felt like I was in more danger. I got rid of it. But the damage is already done."
His forehead fell into his hands and he ran his fingers back through his hair. These were rare displays of emotion. If it had been in Dr. Smith's chair, he could have felt the session was going surprisingly well.
He lifted his head. "You didn't expect me to be so open with you, did you?"