Thank you for telling me what I feel. Where would I be without you? [Dead. Most certainly dead.
House flicks at some of the crumbs from his peanut butter cracker.]
I'm going back to sleep, unless you have any other earth-shattering revelations to share. [God he hopes Will doesn't. He's tapping into the reserve of emotional energy for today, and he's going to want to have nothing to do with anyone tomorrow, probably, to recharge.]
I'm told I do a good Jiminy Cricket. [ There was no point raising to the sharp response. He'd courted it with being too invasive in one conversation.
Instead, he closed his eyes with his head tipped back. It was tempting to make some snarkish stereotypical psychoanalytical comment, but Will really didn't feel the need to get the last word in with House.
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House flicks at some of the crumbs from his peanut butter cracker.]
I'm going back to sleep, unless you have any other earth-shattering revelations to share. [God he hopes Will doesn't. He's tapping into the reserve of emotional energy for today, and he's going to want to have nothing to do with anyone tomorrow, probably, to recharge.]
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Instead, he closed his eyes with his head tipped back. It was tempting to make some snarkish stereotypical psychoanalytical comment, but Will really didn't feel the need to get the last word in with House.
He'd overstepped. He'd accept his punishment. ]