Half the hospital is an exaggeration on my end. That's more like who you've slept with.
[She knows about the nurses, okay?]
If I slept with Doctor Cameron, I'm sure that would be strange. But it's not Wilson or Rudy you're upset about. You knew I had a sexual relationship with Rudy before we slept together.
[There haven't been too many nurses. Three or four, never from his departments. A couple of staff members from admin. On the whole he tries not to get involved in things that may become uncomfortable later.
He prefers to avoid discomfort.
Which is why he'd rather not have this conversation.]
Don't get me wrong, Wilson's a little strange for me, too. I just don't understand the interest.
[There's a consideration. Saya perceives all her relationships as both personal and exclusive: what others have done to her does not factor in their personal and exclusive relations with those close to her.
Except, of course, when it comes to Socrates.]
This isn't about you thinking he will cause problems between you and me.
[The sad thing is that Saya is relentlessly logical, almost exclusively rational.]
[It's true, so far as she sees it. House is smart but in order to mess with Saya's head he would have to understand how she thinks, and that's impossible.]
It's because you thought I was someone he had never touched.
I don't know that he ever touched her. [Because Cameron would never, ever put a definite no to the question.] But she wanted him to, for a while.
[He sighs and looks across.]
I don't blame him for anything. I'm the one that screwed up my marriage, not some old crush. Not him. Not her. I'd just [his hand makes some noncommittal gesture] prefer to have known.
[Sleeping with her has only recently become a side benefit of that - and it's one he's been putting off assessing exactly because the longer term the arrangement becomes, the more certain things - like the list - start to encroach on the meaning of casual. Not that feeling bad about something has ever been a reason to stop.]
Trust me, domesticity isn't usually that accommodating. [He glances across to check her shoes by Pavlovian reflex.] Although, you could always have them on the table when I get home.
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[After a quick start, he lowers his voice to a personal level.]
You've slept with half the hospital. People I work with - people I used to work for. You can't see where that might feel weird to me?
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[She knows about the nurses, okay?]
If I slept with Doctor Cameron, I'm sure that would be strange. But it's not Wilson or Rudy you're upset about. You knew I had a sexual relationship with Rudy before we slept together.
What is it about Doctor House?
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[There haven't been too many nurses. Three or four, never from his departments. A couple of staff members from admin. On the whole he tries not to get involved in things that may become uncomfortable later.
He prefers to avoid discomfort.
Which is why he'd rather not have this conversation.]
Don't get me wrong, Wilson's a little strange for me, too. I just don't understand the interest.
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She contemplates the honesty she wants to use here, or not]
I don't like that you're upset with me.
[And that confuses her.]
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[Though it's close. Close enough. And he's aware that other people's upset usually rolls cleanly off her feathers.]
Would you find it easier if you understood?
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[Part of it is that she doesn't understand. It was before she knew him. It was before they slept together.]
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[A disclaimer, because any explanation involves him looking at how rational his own response is, and he's rather not. He'd rather not.]
House caused some problems, between me and my wife.
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Except, of course, when it comes to Socrates.]
This isn't about you thinking he will cause problems between you and me.
[The sad thing is that Saya is relentlessly logical, almost exclusively rational.]
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[Yes, that sounds bitter, and no, that's not what it's about.]
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He can't, you know.
[It's true, so far as she sees it. House is smart but in order to mess with Saya's head he would have to understand how she thinks, and that's impossible.]
It's because you thought I was someone he had never touched.
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I don't know that he ever touched her. [Because Cameron would never, ever put a definite no to the question.] But she wanted him to, for a while.
[He sighs and looks across.]
I don't blame him for anything. I'm the one that screwed up my marriage, not some old crush. Not him. Not her. I'd just [his hand makes some noncommittal gesture] prefer to have known.
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[She leans back in her chair]
You can't change that. But if you're upset about it, then you're the one who is letting him ruin something else that you like.
Presuming you like sleeping with me, which I think you do.
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[Sleeping with her has only recently become a side benefit of that - and it's one he's been putting off assessing exactly because the longer term the arrangement becomes, the more certain things - like the list - start to encroach on the meaning of casual. Not that feeling bad about something has ever been a reason to stop.]
I'd have shown back up eventually.
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[It's not asked to make him feel guilty, and it's not asked for pity. It's just a question.]
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[The ones she's wearing aren't his favorite pair]
And I would have brought the brownies Rosella made.
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[She pauses for a moment]
I should make you a suit.
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Should I feel insulted?
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[This is about flattering your shoulders and your waist, Chase]
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[It wouldn't be the first - although Cameron broke his habit of wearing a rainbow.]
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I'd love you to make me a suit.
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