Tony doesn't know what to make of that cold look that Gene gives him; he breaks eye contact and looks down at the floor, not sure if he feels angry or hurt or ashamed.
He acknowledges Milyn with a wordless nod, and steps into the examination room. The padded chair squeaks and crinkles when he sits in it. He fidgets uncomfortably, which only makes the chair complain more. Clearing his throat, he forces himself to sit still, and glances over at Gene again.
"Are you doing okay?" he asks, in a quiet, neutral voice.
He wonders if maybe he shouldn't have told Gene, and just gone and done this by himself.
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He acknowledges Milyn with a wordless nod, and steps into the examination room. The padded chair squeaks and crinkles when he sits in it. He fidgets uncomfortably, which only makes the chair complain more. Clearing his throat, he forces himself to sit still, and glances over at Gene again.
"Are you doing okay?" he asks, in a quiet, neutral voice.
He wonders if maybe he shouldn't have told Gene, and just gone and done this by himself.