Aside from his one attempt to aid in an escape attempt, Watson had been a model patient. He'd taken his medicine, he'd been calm and polite to the nurses, and he hadn't kicked up a fuss. This, he reasoned, would convince them that he wasn't crazy. They'd release him... eventually.
And then his reward had come; they'd said that the doctors felt he could go. He'd have to do some paperwork, of course, so sometime around midday they'd shuffled him into a room. They hadn't warned him that someone else would be there, though. Someone who was - judging by her outburst - just as frustrated as he was about the whole situation.
"Oh." Watson said, stopping in his tracks just inside the entrance. Behind him, a nurse closed the door. "Ah, hello. Are you being released, too?"
He was a little off his 'pleasantries' game, but a man could try. Watson found a chair and sat down.