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...i feel as though
there are things i should apologise for
to you specifically

i suppose the chaos of that fever
has quite thoroughly passed by now
but to me it still feels like yesterday
and i feel partially responsible
for your current situation

as well, i've been meaning
to request a session with you
for sometime in the future
if you aren't bothered or inconvenienced

of course,
if simply leaving all this as it is
would better ease your mood
then that's all fine too

[Ah yes, the person that may have caused the infection to speed up and claim him from coming in contact with them. Danny does certainly have some (frankly, unfair) animosity towards the other man, even if realistically, Danny could very well have become sick some other way and nothing would have changed.

That said... he wouldn't have anything to gain from turning them away yet. He taps the glass of a container of someone's eye--one that might be Edward's, in fact--in thought here in his home before he responds.]

It's not an inconvenience to me if you would like to schedule a session with us. In fact, I would appreciate it, given that I am in need of clients at the moment. Returning to my preferred means of work helps take my mind off things, as well as being satisfying to help those in need.

[A frown goes unseen from Edward's end; though he's pleased that Danny seems interested in holding a session despite everything that happened at the clinic, just reading the habitual plural usage in 'if you would like to schedule a session with us' only makes him feel worse. Torching the clinic may not have been his idea, but he feels just as responsible nonetheless.

He's since managed to mend some of the emotional damage he'd inflicted on those close to him, but this is far, far worse than anything else he'd wrought upon anyone. He's already privately mulling over how on earth he can attempt to apologise.]

that's good to hear

[He's no fool to believe that all is well between them just because Danny said 'yes', after all.]

when are you available for a session?
i'm admittedly not familiar
with how this whole process normally goes
given there were no resources or professionals like this
available in my own world

i'm available at most any time
though given i was effectively just locked in a freezer for two days
after having burned alive
i'd rather not do anything until at least the 8th
just to give myself some time to breathe again

Then the 8th is acceptable. I currently don't have an office that isn't just operating out of my own home at the moment, but I can give you the address for it regardless if you don't mind. Otherwise, we can simply continue to talk here if you prefer.

i guess i hadn't considered location

i certainly don't mind meeting at your home
but if you yourself have objections to doing so
then any other arrangement is fine with me

i care about your comfort in all of this, too

[considering some of the things danny has hidden away in his home, it's more your comfort that might be threatened here...]

I'm alright. What matters more is that my patients are at ease when taking part in their therapy, after all.

[one of edward's eyeballs is there by his own will, how bad could it be]

in that case
meeting at your residence is fine with me

Very well. I look forward to seeing you, Edward.

[On the 8th, Edward will have a message directed to him that simply states Daniel's home address. He currently lives in an apartment complex about 20, 25 minutes away from the clinic, though he might move at some point. But right now, he's still there, and he will answer the door when Edward knocks.]

Hello, it's good to see you. Please, come inside and have a seat.

[Edward will be directed to the living room: aside from the couch and chairs, and bookshelves on psychiatry and other subjects, the biggest difference is that he doesn't have a desk in this room in comparison to his former office at the clinic. It's also perhaps more comfortable, friendlier, given there are personal touches in the form of a few plants growing in a corner, and a small black cat that's curled up asleep under the table in the middle.

Aside from a few pictures and diagrams of eyes, and some scratches on the wall closest to the door, his home seems unassuming enough. No eyes floating in jars being left out in the open, and he recently cleaned his floors a little more. No obvious bloodstains from feedings or other activities that he has to worry about being noticed.]

[Edward offers a soft smile when Danny greets him at the door, but his limp ears are evidence enough of his apprehension for being in the doctor's presence. He came here for psychological help as well as an apology, but the latter feels like it's interfering with the former here to him...]

Good to see you, too. I'm glad you're looking well.

[He feels a little bit at-ease with the change of scenery compared to Danny's clinic office, yes, but the fact that the scenery has to be different at all borders on nauseating. He doesn't linger long before finding an appropriate seat, though he does briefly stop to tilt his head at the cat snoozing under the table. His tail - new, about two feet long now - curls slightly.

Silently, Ed wonders where his eye might be, but he doesn't plan on inquiring about it. Instead, when he's seated, he produces a small mason jar stained red from his bag and sets it on the table.] It's, uh, pretty fresh.

I don't intend on this being any sort of payment for all this... I just thought it'd be nice to offer. [Having to drink blood himself now made him think of it. Hopefully Danny likes it?]

Oh! [Danny actually seems to light up upon seeing the jar of blood, holding his hands out to accept it.] Thank you very much, this is quite kind of you to bring this to me. Where did you get it?

[He asks, as if Edward had done the equivalent of bringing him a coffee or dessert from a cafe or something. Or maybe he's joking, but after a beat, he seems to realize how inappropriate that sort of question is given that this blood likely came from a possibly deceased victim--]

... Ah, no, I'm sorry, that came out wrong. You don't have to answer such an insensitive question.

[Edward gladly parts with it, though handling it doesn't upset him as much as it might have previously. It relieves him that Danny seems to like it, though, even makes him smile a little. It doesn't last long, granted.

His head lowers as he tries to recall the face of his victim; his lips purse.] I tried taking a more roundabout route to your home in hopes that I'd run into someone somewhere inconvenient. It... worked.

[At least it's not his own blood? Whatever. He got a nice rib bone out of the ordeal, the remnants of which are in his bag. He's still considering throwing it out once he leaves, but his teeth really need it.] I thought I'd have to end up eating meat like everyone else, but I guess I ended up with blood like you. It's... still hard to just take it from people, though.

Mm, I understand. Regardless, I appreciate that you went to the trouble of procuring this for me.

[He's going to set it aside for now, instead gathering some papers on the table in front of him here so that they're better organized.]

Have you ever been to a therapy session before, by any chance? Or even just had someone at home that you could confide to about your worries?

[Edward folds his hands in his lap. He's admittedly a bit apprehensive about being here in Danny's home; they don't know each other super well, after all. He's trying to shrug it off since he didn't think it would be a big deal at first and he doesn't want to back out now, but his back is a little too stiff.

He shrugs uncertainly.] A therapy session, no, definitely not. Sometimes I would talk to my brother or my, uh... boyfriend? About things that bothered me, but that was more in the "I'm trying to be more open with you" sense, and I usually didn't want to bog either of them down with things that won't affect them, so...

[So he never really said much.]

How does this sort of thing usually work?

Ah, that makes sense...

[Danny nods along when Edward speaks, before he answers.]

During a therapy session, you can tell me anything you'd like: how are you feeling today, what your overall mood has been recently, any worries or interests you have lately, you get the idea. I'll ask questions so that I can understand some things further, but after I hear what you have to say, I can begin advising on what you can do in order to abate any concerns you may have going on. There's medications that a person can take in order to help their mental state, but I also like to try offering suggestions of activities or other methods a person can use instead, if they prefer. Are you with me so far?

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