[He looks down slightly, not entirely unable to suppress thoughts of it. The shirt, thankfully, has left out the part he found most disturbing: turning on House and Chase, retaining awareness and cognition even as he lost control of his actions.
But he doesn't let himself dwell. It's been years, and he came back - heartbeat and all. He's well acquainted enough with psychology that he doesn't think that should make it okay, but what's left to fix? There isn't any accepted therapy in place to help you deal with coming back from the dead, because that's simply not possible. He does look back up, managing a smile that isn't particularly enthused. Her words aside, he remains certain Penny's been dealt a far worse hand than he has, and it feels wrong - selfish - to worry about his own problems, the life he's been given back. And yet, she's so... well-adjusted here. He could never want to tear that down.]
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[He looks down slightly, not entirely unable to suppress thoughts of it. The shirt, thankfully, has left out the part he found most disturbing: turning on House and Chase, retaining awareness and cognition even as he lost control of his actions.
But he doesn't let himself dwell. It's been years, and he came back - heartbeat and all. He's well acquainted enough with psychology that he doesn't think that should make it okay, but what's left to fix? There isn't any accepted therapy in place to help you deal with coming back from the dead, because that's simply not possible. He does look back up, managing a smile that isn't particularly enthused. Her words aside, he remains certain Penny's been dealt a far worse hand than he has, and it feels wrong - selfish - to worry about his own problems, the life he's been given back. And yet, she's so... well-adjusted here. He could never want to tear that down.]
You are, aren't you?