[ It is Bruce's turn to shift in his seat. He isn't uncomfortable, though from the little while he's been here, he imagines Dr. Crane doesn't want his patients getting too comfortable. But he shifts anyway, putting himself in something someone might consider defensive and gone is the friendly disposition. Replaced by something else, something its opposite. Not cold, but wary and a bit calculating in Bruce's opinion. ]

You're right again, Doctor. I haven't been exactly forthcoming with you.

[ Then he quiets as he decides how to word this. If he even wants to give it words at all. ]

About six months ago, I lost someone that was very dear to me. The other people in my life don't think I am handling his death very well. I've been told I'm being. Reckless. The problem is, I disagree.