[Sorey has a Comfey hanging out in his office, so he doesn't judge anyone for bringing their Pokemon friends to session. She gives a little chirp, spinning like a wheel as a soothing scent wafts from her flowers. He sets his notebook down so that he can give Waver his full attention.]

Hmm, self-destructive is how I would label that, personally.

[The brunet gives him a small smile, remembering that psychological horror of a dungeon.]

I can't offer anything stronger while on the clock, I'm afraid, but I do have tea or coffee if you want.