Dr Iplier is sat in his usual chair, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration as he does in every single session he's ever run with Bing, while the cyborg is sat across from him, cutting his story short and going silent.
Most sessions go the same way. Bing comes in, Dr Iplier asks one or two questions and Bing manages to get onto something that's actually bothering him. But, after maybe a few minutes, the doc will roll his eyes, or sigh heavily, generally make a big show of how bored or uninterested he is in what Bing's talking about until the cyborg stops.
"Sorry, doc." Bing mutters, bowing his head slightly. If the cyborg hadn't accidentally run himself to less than 10% more than once in the last few weeks, leading to Dark insisting on these 'therapy' sessions, Bing knows the doctor wouldn't even be here.
"It's one thing to say you're sorry Bing. But have you ever considered just not being a jackass?"
Yeah. Yeah he thinks about it all the time. And he tries really hard. Really hard. He does his best not to make too much noise, he tries not to disturb or upset anyone, he stopped the dumb sports that nobody liked him doing, he said nothing when his best friend left forever. He doesn't bother the Googles any more, doesn't even go near them, he doesn't encourage the Jims or distract Silver from his superhero ambitions. But everybody just seems so bothered by Bing just being there, and the only thing he can think of doing is not turning up to meetings, but Dark has made it clear that that's not going to happen. Bing honestly doesn't know what else he could possibly do!
He's learned better than to say any of this. That would just make him seem arrogant like he knows everybody says he used to be. He's getting better though, just a little bit.
Dr Iplier asks another question and the session continues much in the same way. A few moments of talking followed by a rhetorical question and several beats of silence. Eventually the doc throws his arms up in frustration, declaring that he's had as much of Bing's bullshit as he can take today and telling Bing to just leave. There's probably still another half an hour of the session to go but Bing knows better than to say anything, slowly making his way out and apologising again for wasting the doc's time.