Troy is very familiar with smiles that don't quite reach the eyes. It's how one gets by in this profession, especially since they'd both been through somewhat similar circumstances. "Ah," he says, nodding. "That does explain it. I'm sure there are at least a few that appreciate your expertise. I'd help out, but I'm sort of a 'monster beyond the veil', myself, and people don't tend to trust those." It was understandable, really. "But if you ever get something you don't want to deal with, and I'm still around? Let me know. I wouldn't mind giving it a shot. My specialty's PTSD, but I've dealt with a large variety of cases."

He isn't sure how well that'll go over, but he sips his tea and continues, anyway. "I was here for quite awhile. Oh, but it was years ago. I'm not sure how much time passed here- it looks somewhat different, but I'm sure you've been here long enough to know that doesn't mean anything."