'Please end my life.'
No, actually, I couldn't die just yet.
I needed to kill that fucker before I could die!
"A trauma counselor? The Guild finally decided to get one?"
"This is surprising, but..."
"Doesn't he look more depressed and traumatized than most of the people here?"
"Now that you mention it."
Hold on.
I mean, they weren't wrong, but... hearing their words, I was a little hurt, I won't lie.
I was certainly traumatized, not depressed. I was almost there, though.
"Like I said, we hear all of your plights. Though I do agree with most of you here, he's certainly more than qualified to handle your cases. If anybody wants to have a go, you can do so tomorrow or the day after. Just book an appointment with Counselor Thorne."
The Section Chief swiftly turned his attention away from me shortly after that.
Taking out a small controller, he pointed it towards the top of the room where a small project was slowly pulled down.
