"You wouldn't be wasting my time," Rung says, waving a hand a bit to dismiss the notion before motioning for the larger mech to come back into the office itself.

It was rearranged a bit--again--because the therapist just couldn't seem to get things set the way he wanted it.

But at least it was still usable.

"So how have things been since we last spoke?" he asked as he motioned towards a chair for the other to sit in, taking a seat behind his desk.