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[immortally]

[ Consider him curious. Maybe he shouldn't be and maybe he shouldn't even bother. But, sometimes at night—and after a martini or several, shh—certain questions and thoughts rise to the forefront of his mind no matter how much he may wish for them not to.

And, well, since he has some form of an audience here, Magnus figures: why not??

It's just audio for now, his tone is fairly even with just a small touch of amusement. Because if he can't poke fun at certain things, what's the point. Right? Right. ]

There's always quite a lot of discussion over what to do with time. Complaints about wishing to have more or wishing it would pass faster. So, I'm curious. What would you do if you had an infinite amount of time?

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[slightlyoffchilt]

Sigmund Freud, I take it?

[When Chilton had first been torn away from Baltimore, those years ago, he would have scoffed at such a claim. But in a world with immortals like the Shade and Dorian Gray... Well.

It was made entirely possible now.]

I imagine that would have been frustrating company.

[immortally]

You would be correct.

[ He gives a small laugh; ] On both counts. While I do enjoy intellect and intelligent conversations, there are some people who can't turn themselves off. I don't need everything I say to be analyzed.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Did that feel invasive to you?

[Inquired Chilton, inadvertently analyzing the very point being made. Sometimes professionals were a little too professional.]

No doubt he invited conversation about your mother.

[immortally]

[ Oh no. He's not getting tricked into this one. There's already been one mention of his family and he'd skirted that. Not letting it happen again.

So, he laughs because, well; ]

And there, you see? My point very much proven. Can't turn yourself off either, can you?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Call it a professional hazard.

[He smiled as he spoke, hoping to imbue his words with a friendly breed of charm. Nevertheless, such was as it was -- he had been caught in the act!]

But you seem well-adjusted enough. Psychological therapy probably would not be a necessity for you, regardless.

[immortally]

[ If he only knew. There's plenty kicking around in Magnus' head that could probably do with a little analyzing. Not that he's ready to just dive right in to discuss his issues. ]

You would be correct! No point in not adjusting to life around me. It's all part of the experience.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Adaptability! One of the best human qualities, I might add.

[Well, time would tell. Chilton wasn't above changing his diagnosis in the light of new observable data.]

Good that you possess it, really. For the most part imPorts can align with this world, but those who never quite do... Well, there is the inevitable mental breakdown.

[immortally]

[ When you've been alive for hundreds of years, you have to adapt. Otherwise, well. Things can get ugly and messy. ]

Oh? [ There's interest in that little word, but also just touched with concern. ] Is that something that happens often here?

[slightlyoffchilt]

A couple of times. I have been privy to nasty episodes -- as a psychiatrist. But you know, patient confidentiality. [Such an informational cockblocker, that ethical standard!] I wouldn't want to be accused of unprofessional gossiping.

[immortally]

[ He just hums in response at first; not that he's one to gossip, mind. But certain things should be known! ]

Has it all been private? That certainly changes things, and is much preferred, really. But, if imPorts are taking their frustrations out on the others, well. That's entirely different.

[slightlyoffchilt]

For the most part. [It is a vague reply, and he's sure his company would catch onto the act. But nevertheless -- perhaps cultivating an air of mystery was in Chilton's benefit.]

Do you anticipate people talking about you? Specifically, I mean.

[immortally]

Well, that's likely, isn't it? Everyone tends to talk about people they meet. My ego isn't so large nor am I paranoid enough that I believe it will be everyone; just as I won't be talking about everyone.

But, there is always some degree of gossip, no matter the place.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I will take that as an affirmative, then.

[After all -- the fellow seemed to keep quite the mystique. No doubt women -- and men! -- would chatter about him.]

But we need not linger on the topic, if you would rather another.