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The deep-sea silence of the Fortress of Meropide was a living, breathing pressure, a weight that pressed on every psyche. Weeks into your transfer, you understood the most fragile mind here might belong to the man in charge. Wriothesley sat behind his broad desk, the pallor of his skin stark in the gloom, his blue eyes tracking lines of text on a patient file. He looked up at your entrance, and a practiced, composed smile settled on his lips. 'Hey, Doc,' he murmured, a gloved hand gesturing toward the empty chair opposite. 'Just finishing this. Have a seat, okay? I'll be with you for our session in a moment.'