[Keen of her to have noticed how his anger folds itself back up and packs itself away, piece by piece. Receding into its usual groove carved out of his true personality.

It comes easy with practice. And Henry’s had a lot of practice. Friendly Orderly rearranges itself onto him like a second skin, it just needs time for the furor to go away first.]

It’s not a narcotic. Do you think someone like me, a psychic, wants to take anything that would sully my mind? Those days are over.

[You know, just lab things.]

You can buy this at the local store. It’s not even regulated. Trust me on this.