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seeingredhood:
“I’ve had a lot of experience with psychologist before…” He said as he looked into her eyes. “I know well whatever I said here will be summarized in two or three words that can make ruin what it’s left of my life and the future I want” He stated boldly.
“Before you said that you have an ethical oath or code… whatever. Somehow this will somehow come to bite me in the ass.” He made a pause.
Leslie met his eyes with a steady gaze of her own. "State funded psychologists who are court ordered to do a psychological evaluation might do that kind of thing, but that isn't what's going on here. Bruce wouldn't have asked you to see me if I wasn't capable of being discreet."
Technically speaking, half of her client roster was off-the-books. Their vigilante life tended to require a high degree of discretion.
"I'm not here to make you say anything other than what you want to say Jason. I'm just here to hold space for you and to help you reflect on your own thoughts."
seeingredhood:
“Well, you have several files about me. I’m sure Bruce can pull some of his influences and get you the information you need” He said already knowing what those files were going to say. Jason preferred being labeled as a problem kid by the shrinks. He didn’t like to open up. Every time he had done it, something bad happened. No one was able to ever keep a secret.
“I know you aren’t. You are here to make an analysis of everything that I say and try to get a diagnosis of a mental pathology based on a result of psychological tests and observations” He said and then decided to better keep his sentences shorter and less simple. Jason preferred everybody thinking he was as dull as a brick.
Leslie looked down to the notebook in her lap. She found that making brief notes helped her to identify larger concepts that her clients may be struggling with, but in Jason’s case, perhaps it was more detrimental. She snapped it shut and pushed it onto the coffee table between them.
“I’m not interested in whatever files Bruce may or may not have. Nor am I interested in whatever psychologist you may have seen in the past - unless you want to discuss them, I see no use for them.” She purses her lips together, almost sure he would have a retort for her. “You’ve turned up to this session for a reason Jason, what is it that you want to get out of this?”
Part of the deal. It was part of the deal, Bruce had told him. Jason didn't have to like, but he'd just have to go through it, pass, or whatever people did, and he could go out there. Finally, be someone. Be Robin... Jason knocked on the door, grateful, that the hallway was empty. - @jp-todd-rp
Technically, this was off-book.
Not that running a session with Bruce Wayne's ward was a particularly unusual thing to happen. Frankly, Leslie was happy to do it; Keen, really. But there would be no record of what they would discuss, not where any of her peers could access at least. Discretion was of the utmost importance when dealing with vigilantes with secret identities after all. With young Jason Todd living with Batman himself, Leslie was sure it would come up at some point.
Opening the door to her warm, comfortably decorated office, Leslie smiled at the boy, stepping back to allow him entrance as she spoke.
"Jason is it? Hello. I'm Leslie Thompkins, it's nice to meet you."
Tim took a deep breath. He had met Leslie before, but not like this. It was all Bruce's idea; if Tim wanted to continue as Robin, he had to talk to Leslie. Sure, he had been through a thing or two, but he didn't really think he needed therapy. He always had Dick to talk to, his brother always picked up the phone when Tim needed him. Taking another deep breath, Tim applied his Timothy mask and knocked on the door. @nerdybirdboy
Bruce was concerned, that much was clear.
Leslie was in agreement that perhaps having someone outside of the immediate family to talk to would be helpful, however on the few occasions she had met young Tim Drake in the past, he hadn't exactly been keen on the idea of therapy in general. Still, she was optimistic enough to keep an open mind. And really, the pool of qualified professionals in the know about the Wayne's was very limited. There weren't many other options.
"Hello Tim." Leslie greeted him warmly, pushing down the sense of Deja vu and stepping aside to let him past into her office. "It's good to see you again."