( touché. technically he wasn't a patient, in fact he wasn't even sure how he got here or ended up in this room-

so really he had no place to judge. instead he walked away from the generous offering and began to pace back and forth in the room rather slowly. he closed his eyes and tried to focus on why he was looking for mary, what exact reason he had for it. )

Well I suppose I don't need to drink for now. I'm trying to remember why I was looking for my wife, maybe she isn't here? Then again-

Where am I? I can't remember how I ended up here.