[He looks at the psych sign, making sure to keep his hands away from it. Yeah. He doesn't want to trip onto anymore of Clay's memories like that. It was a violation of privacy, after all]
[But when Clay starts talking about it...he offers a soft smile, pushing back his anger. He's still mad, but oh, it can wait until he can direct it at the proper people. But for now, if Clay's talking about it....he thinks back on the memory.]
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[But when Clay starts talking about it...he offers a soft smile, pushing back his anger. He's still mad, but oh, it can wait until he can direct it at the proper people. But for now, if Clay's talking about it....he thinks back on the memory.]
...I can see why. He really helped you back then.