[Wilson is sitting in a lab at the hospital. The room is still partially grayscale, with somewhat desaturated spots of color seeping in around the corners, near the doorway, not quite reaching the area where he's sitting. There's a microscope near his seat, as you might expect when an oncologist is examining a biopsy sample.
However, there's also a flask of clear liquid notably closer to him than any others; it doesn't quite match any other flasks in the lab, and its position draws attention. He pushes it away, hard enough to jostle the liquid, but not to cause a spill. As he does, a tint of a deep blue-purple creeps outward from him. He glances at the device.]
I'm certain they could have found a less intrusive way to inspire emotional response. I can't be surprised they opted not to, of course, but... well.
[He purses his lips in annoyance, punctuating his hesitation with a slight tilt of his head.]
They could have.
[He reaches out and turns the device off.]
[ooc: So somebody might be seeing snippets of some time where he may not have been an entirely loyal friend. ALSO spotty today, apologies for slow tags as... always... sob. I love you guys.]
However, there's also a flask of clear liquid notably closer to him than any others; it doesn't quite match any other flasks in the lab, and its position draws attention. He pushes it away, hard enough to jostle the liquid, but not to cause a spill. As he does, a tint of a deep blue-purple creeps outward from him. He glances at the device.]
I'm certain they could have found a less intrusive way to inspire emotional response. I can't be surprised they opted not to, of course, but... well.
[He purses his lips in annoyance, punctuating his hesitation with a slight tilt of his head.]
They could have.
[He reaches out and turns the device off.]
[ooc: So somebody might be seeing snippets of some time where he may not have been an entirely loyal friend. ALSO spotty today, apologies for slow tags as... always... sob. I love you guys.]