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[ Wilson hasn't been at the apartment much since the curse on the Ides of March, generally trying to avoid House (inasmuch as he can, since they do still work together). Most of his anger, though, is aimed at the City - the curse, for compelling him to keep fueling the argument. It's more difficult than usual to dismiss it, though, since everything they argued about was real. Points were made that were more uncomfortably true than he could shrug off. While the anger is primarily for the City, the guilt is all his own.

So tonight he's taking some time to think, to reflect quietly and alone as he walks through the streets. He stays in the central areas near the square, a years-old discomfort with being out alone in the City - a discomfort which is worse at night, when the streets are less populous and he can't identify threats as quickly - never entirely leaving him.

As a gust of wind grants him a nice, leftover chill from winter that lingered behind, and he finds himself ducking into a building - The Hall of the Missing.

He used to come here, sometimes, to reflect, to think back on those who have left and consider just how many he's seen come and go. It's been a long time since he had last done so, but it's warm and quiet. Idly, he wonders about his own portrait, one that he intellectually knows has appeared on these walls but which of course he's never seen himself.

He will remain for a while, before again venturing out into the night, for anyone who might happen to see him in passing. ]

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[Wilson does make a valiant and largely successful effort to appear somewhat less mopey, managing a small smile in response to Jimmy's greeting.]

Jimmy - hi. How are you?

Oh, y'know, I'm doin' okay.

[He looks at Wilson, frowning slightly.]

You doin' okay? You look kinda rough, doc.

[Him? Oh. He hesitates a little, then nods.]

Yeah, I'm all right.

[And wit a small shrug,]

Curses.

[He nods.]

Yeah, curses. Been a particularly bad set of 'em lately -- first the stabbin', then the hangovers...

[There's a reminder of something he can be thankful for. They didn't actually stab each other, and he didn't wind up with a hangover either. Really, that would have been exactly what he needed at that point.]

The City's idea of being seasonally festive usually does leave something to be desired.

Yeah. Frankly, I'd be pretty happy if it ignored holidays entirely.

[He didn't get stabbed, either, but the hangover was nothing he'd forget anytime soon.]

I think it's safe to say most of us would agree with that.

[A little pause, before he shifts slightly.]

You come out of it all okay?

Oh, sure, y'know, I finally got over the hangover.

[It had taken awhile.]

You? I mean, like I said, you don't look like the happiest guy in town right now.

Always a good start.

[He shrugs slightly in response to the question. Jimmy's already seen House on the network, he might as well acknowledge it.]

The stabbing curse didn't go particularly well. Not that it actually got to stabbing, but... it was close.

Sorry to hear that. You 'n Doctor House, right?

[For as informal as he can be, he always insists on calling them Doctor House and Doctor Wilson. Maybe because doctors somehow have an authority he doesn't feel comfortable ignoring.]

[Pursed lips, curt nod.]

Yeah.

[He shrugs then, lightly.]

Really, I should be grateful I didn't get a hangover on top of that.

Yeah, but y'know, the stabbin' curse was probably bad enough. Even if you didn't get stabbed. You guys're friends, too, not just colleagues, right?

[Another nod, this one just a slight, somewhat sideways inclination of his head.]

He's my best friend, actually. We're from the same world - and so are the others he was defaming.

You think he really thinks that shit about you, or he just said it 'cause he was under the curse?

He said it because of the curse. Whether he really thinks it... that's a little harder to say.

[Because he does think it.]

Lemme guess, you probably told him some shit you regret, too?

Of course.

[He almost laughs, sardonically, with the response. A little huff of a breath does punctuate it.]

Wouldn't be much of a curse otherwise.

Guess not. Least that means the two of you guys'll probably work it out, then. Since it was a curse, 'n all.

Yeah. I'm sure we will.

[Of course, everything they said... it was all serious to say the least, very real issues that - true to their fashion - they had only half-addressed.]

Really, though, it's always helpful to remember that it could have been worse. While I wouldn't say that nullifies how awful these past few curses have been in any way, they're certainly far from the roughest times the City has seen.

Yeah? So what would you say is the roughest times the City's ever seen? Just so's I can know what to expect in the future, maybe.

Well, you were here for the ghouls. I'd have to say that was worse.

[A long, quiet sigh as he thinks back...]

Just about every year or so, there's... something, on that scale.

Sure, of course there are, 'cause nothin' can ever just be easy.

[A pause.]

Hey, y'know, I got a weird question. Do doctors... I mean, y'know how you said I could talk to you if I was havin' problems? Do doctors have anybody to talk to when they have problems? Do they just talk to each other?

[He nods. Of course, Jimmy has no idea he's talking to the doctor who was on antidepressants back home, and Wilson's not up for sharing that much.]

Well, contrary to what some might say, doctors are just people like anyone else, so... yes, when we need to, we do go to other doctors.

Right, but isn't it kinda...

[He frowns, shrugging.]

I mean, you go to other doctors for stuff, sure, but does it ever make you feel kinda weird?

Well, they do say we're the worst patients because we can't seem to mind our own business about how other doctors approach treatment - particularly when we're that invested in the treatment.

[Objectivity. Wilson gives a light shrug of his own.]

Personally, though, I haven't felt too weird, no. But I have been lucky enough not to need the services of another oncologist.

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