[House recalls the sense of utter euphoria. It had been momentary, but there. He'd run blind around the morgue until he'd run into the table he'd woken up on and just... cried for a little bit, too overcome to hold back. He'd thanked the Admin, as well. Shouted his thanks, really. Of course, none of that is being shared with the public. Ever.]
Like I was blind. Good for you. Make sure you don't step on a rusty nail, doc.
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Like I was blind. Good for you. Make sure you don't step on a rusty nail, doc.