After the time with Doctor Snapell, Marshall's mind felt a little clear headed.

Marshall had finally taken notice of his surroundings. He didn't hate Reginald, Sure, Reginald wasn't Larna instead Reginald was just Reginald and if Larna was here, she would've liked Reginald just as much as she liked Marshall.

Even on the trip home, Marshall had taken focus of his tattooed male nurse.

Reginald didn't mind, it was the first time in a drive home that Marshall had actually looked at something other than thoughts in his own mind.

It was the first time that Reginald didn't have to force Marshall out of the car, instead Marshall had stepped out on his own accord.

Reginald could see something had happened inside Doctor Snapell's office, he wasn't sure what and knew better than to push Marshall into revealing what happened.

Reginald didn't react as Marshall walked into his bedroom and closed the door shut.