Half of Visscher's face was paralyzed, so all she got was half of a pondering look. The right side remained uncomfortably placid- sometimes he wished he was outright deformed because then he felt as though he would have an excuse.

"I am new again. I was once her before. Right now I'm with the temporary clean up crew."

She seemed nice, and he was never partial to conflict. It made him panic, unsure of what to do with himself. "It is a pleasure. I'm Dr. Visscher." He pronounced it as a German would, "Fisher", (although it came from his grandfather's Dutch side), R soflty pronounced in his accent.