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It's good of you to come.

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Hm. I'm not sure that's the medically accepted term but I appreciate the sentiment. [The half-hearted smile tugging at the corner of his mouth feels strained and foreign, almost as though he's forgotten how it's done. It hurts a little but, somehow, Curt is almost grateful for that small bit of discomfort. It proves that he does, in spite of everything, retain at least some of his humanity.]

And I must ask you to ignore all of... Well, this. [He sweeps his hand in a vague gesture, encompassing his overall appearance. He doesn't look well. Or sane, really. The loose fit of his hospital issued pyjamas are even looser now than when he first arrived, his hair, usually neatly combed, sticks up at odd angles at the back, making him look unkempt, ragged. Hospital life, it seems, doesn't entirely agree with him.] As you can imagine, I don't receive many visitors. In fact, aside from the authorities, you're the first.