Xavier got home. As he alighted from the car, he took off his gloves. There, he saw Thomas waiting for him at the door.
He took off his coat and gave it to one of the butlers. Thomas didn't say a word as he followed him.
When they got to his room, Xavier undressed, still not taking off his mask.
"Xavier, we have to go to the hospital."
"Why? I'm not fainting as much anymore."
"You're not going because of that. Xavier, you have to get yourself together, literally."
Xavier grunted before turning to Thomas.
"Your identities shouldn't compete against each other. You can't make your symptoms worsen. You both know how much treatment and practice it took to keep your disorder under control," Thomas said as carefully as he could. Every one of Giovanni's identities hated the mention of the word 'disorder.'
