( It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's that anything he does say will raise some massive red flags, even if he chooses to use metaphor. The closest thing he can think of is alcoholism and considering his father struggled with it, he has the vocabulary, but he doesn't feel like being suspended and being sentenced to nothing. He did nothing. He sucked at it. So, he's back.

And not talking.

Somehow, his assigned counselor has turned his therapy into what amounts to couple's therapy. Sorry you got dragged in, agent Parker. But if Stiles is good at one thing, it's getting a feel for a situation. )

He's not going to release you. Or, me. Let me guess, the more I don't talk, the more you think we, Audrey and me, should. Because you're convinced that just because I ended my sabbatical early - which is my prerogative - that something must be wrong.

( Or is it customary to have a post-sabbatical debrief. He's never taken one before.

He likes you, Sweets, but you can just let them get back to their work. )