Cameron really felt uneasy now, and her fear was going nowhere. As much as she told herself that this was probably a game, much like the games House enjoyed playing, she couldn't shake it off. Because he wasn't House. He couldn't be House. But House had trained him, House may not have cared about a lot of things but he certainly would have cared about a real cannibal.
Or would be be facinated by it? When the chair turned, Cameron almost jumped. All the hair on the back of her neck stood on end and she was much stiffer than she'd been a few seconds ago.
"Everybody lies." She said automatically.
"I didn't say I forgot. I said I moved on. Gotten over. Not lost completely. I'm not that kind of person, I don't just forget." I hold everything forever. I still love my dead husband. I still love his best friend. Cameron watched him.
"He thinks it's because I always need to fix things. That I see something broken and want to hold it close and make it better, and after that I'd be satisfied for a time and then lose interest. But that's not all of it. Sure, who doesn't want to help someone they see hurting everyday? I'm a doctor. But, there's a lot there. At the same time there's a lot keeping me out of it. I have other interests. I don't really see how any of this is important. or do you like puzzles too?" Well.