[It takes Wilson a moment, but then he remembers that House would've still had Foreman, Chase, and Cameron around if teaching that class is the last thing he remembers.]
So you've somehow recruited her. That makes sense, I suppose. She's an interesting one. Seems useful, too.
[He makes a so-so motion regarding her 'usefulness.' House picks up his pad again and shows Wilson his map with the tunnels to the east filled with question marks. He flips back to Ecks' picture. She's the info source that ran off before. The one he was complaining about.
Aha, she's supposed to be gathering intel for you. She did keep talking as if she had instructions to be here. You know, this may be a revolutionary idea but, you could always join the expedition if you're so eager to know what's in here.
[House purses his lips, reaches for his pills and rattles the bottle again. Drugs are more important when he can get info from afar and join up later, Wilson. Do you know nothing about him?]
[Well, that's better than nothing, at least. Anyway, he knows he's just being pissy because he's still adjusting to this madness. Having a goal of some sort would help, but "explore" is a little too vague to take the edge off his anxiety.]
Okay. I guess I'll see you when I see you, then. Be careful, please? [He does his best not to sound condescending.]
[House just rolls his eyes, gives a mock-enthusiastic thumbs up, and shuts off his tablet. He's not planning on dying for at least a few weeks, and that's only if it's unavoidable.]
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So you've somehow recruited her. That makes sense, I suppose. She's an interesting one. Seems useful, too.
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Make sure she does her job this time, Wilson.]
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Okay. I guess I'll see you when I see you, then. Be careful, please? [He does his best not to sound condescending.]
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