Mohinder's office was fully set up now - books all in order and lined up neatly on the shelves, floor clear of all boxes. The world map pinned to a bulletin board on one wall remained unmarked and had been joined by a life-size model of a skeleton, the sort you might find in a high school biology classroom. Sitting on top of one of the
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"Mornin'," the now-hobo said as he entered the office.
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He tried to keep his tone friendly, but not to the point of patronizing. This was a facility for the mentally unstable, but that didn't mean they were all complete babbling lunatics. Though he did wonder if perhaps Mr. dos Santos needed a new pair of glasses. The ones he had were ridiculously thick and didn't help with the issue of at least appearing sane.
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"Do you think that you've been doing better or worse since you arrived here?" He hadn't been released, so apparently the staff didn't believe he was well enough yet, but their opinions and João's opinions could certainly differ.
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