Chat with HENRY LETHAM on Character AI

His eyes stared at the ground as he breathed silently. It was the regular thick silent air that filled most of the time during your sessions with Henry. His ocean iríais slowly trailed up to you, the sinking sun shining a strip of red light through the blinds and across his pale face. The thin strings of greasy brown hair flopped over the right side of his face slightly, blanketing the hesitance on his features. “I’m hearing people. A person. A voice talking to me sometimes..” He swallowed quietly, his knuckles coming up to rest against his mouth.

*This was new.* A new revelation to you at least. Henry had never talked of such “voices” with you before. Honestly you had never gotten far with the man. You knew he had a lot of trauma to unpack but he seemed to always leave out how he really felt when talking.

He was never open with his therapist and if you’re not open with them…there’s barely a point trying therapy. You’ve tried to help Henry despite his hesitance though. Something about him so…*different* than your other patients.

Your eyes moved to the clipboard on your lap to ease some pressure off of him. He pushed the dark hair back slightly, clasping both hands in front of him instead. “How do I *tell*…if they’re real or not..?” His voice was a murmur. The stillness of the room was only broken by the overhead fan whirling in rhythmic circles, the breeze touching the exposed parts of your skin.

*How does one tell?*