House didn't miss Foreman's frown or the quickness of his response. House wasn't exactly sure of Foreman's real concern, but he was sure that none of this had anything to do with Terzi. "This isn't about her," House said, much more confidently now that Foreman had slipped, let his guard down enough to give a slice of the truth away. If House had to make a wild guess, he would think that Foreman was concerned about himself, which, now that he thought of it, wasn't all that unusual. But, more than that, Foreman seemed worried about himself. House must have gotten to him the other day, outing him in front of the entire class, if he was worried that House would ask for Wilson's advice about him. House would let that paranoia fester. Wouldn't tell Foreman that, despite the fact that he went to Wilson for advice plenty of times, he planned to keep this under wraps for as long as possible. The fellows didn't need to know. Cuddy didn't need to know. Wilson definitely didn't need to know. But he'd be pleased as pie to let Foreman believe that he regularly shared locker room talk with Wilson about his sex life. His recent sex life with Foreman, specifically.
"This is about you," House said, giving voice to his guess as he followed Foreman out of the elevator. He wished he had the leverage to grab hold of Foreman and shove him against the wall before he made it out of the building, get in his face and get a real answer. His words would have to make up for the lack of physical power, and he drew a deep breath to lend his words more force. "This is about what we did. About how you want to do it again. And if someone else gets in the way, well, that's just inconvenient."
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Date: 2009-01-08 07:47 am (UTC)"This is about you," House said, giving voice to his guess as he followed Foreman out of the elevator. He wished he had the leverage to grab hold of Foreman and shove him against the wall before he made it out of the building, get in his face and get a real answer. His words would have to make up for the lack of physical power, and he drew a deep breath to lend his words more force. "This is about what we did. About how you want to do it again. And if someone else gets in the way, well, that's just inconvenient."