Foreman winced when Amber rephrased his question, turning it around as if he'd meant to attack her. It wasn't an easy question, but he wondered if his own discomfort had led him to ask her something pointed. "It's realistic--" he started to defend himself, about to point out that he'd been stuck in a worse spot after he'd been fired from Mercy, but Amber talked over him. Foreman sighed. She had the right idea, not wanting to admit failure ever, but it wouldn't help her if things turned out badly. And around House, they usually did. Amber groped for words, suddenly at a loss, and Foreman pressed his lips together, berating himself for bringing it up. She looked uncertain, and then angry at her uncertainty. "I'm sorry," he said. There was something like panic, and almost sadness, around Amber's eyes, as if taking her mind off her goal for even a second could make it disappear. Their table was small enough that their knees nearly touched underneath. Foreman pressed his leg against hers, as if the pressure could be reassuring. "I trust you. I don't trust House."
It surprised him that he did trust Amber--well, trusted her to do her best, trusted her to be herself. Even more, he realized, he did want to help her. He'd been so contemptuous of House's game, he was sure he'd never get sucked in to caring about who won or who lost. His plan was to do what Cuddy asked, but otherwise keep himself aloof, so that he could at least pretend to have some sort of objectivity about the whole thing. Now, seeing Amber's expression harden for a moment before she determinedly changed the subject, Foreman found himself thinking up ways that he could rig things in her favour. And whether him helping would actually be helpful--House might take his interference as disruption of his fun, and get back at him by firing Amber. Maybe it wasn't worth it.
He focused on Amber again, pushing away all the maybes. "I moved here about four years ago, for the fellowship," he said. "I was in LA for my residency before that." He shook his head, remembering his third day on the job--the first time House had bothered to show up. "My first case, House told me he didn't hire me because I was good, but because I'd been an idiot kid--got myself into trouble for breaking and entering. He had my juvenile record, all of it. I'd never been so pissed off." It wasn't a story Foreman liked to share, but he didn't doubt Amber would find out eventually, if only because House decided to share at story time, and he thought it might cheer her up, to know that deviousness was definitely on the list of qualities House liked.
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It surprised him that he did trust Amber--well, trusted her to do her best, trusted her to be herself. Even more, he realized, he did want to help her. He'd been so contemptuous of House's game, he was sure he'd never get sucked in to caring about who won or who lost. His plan was to do what Cuddy asked, but otherwise keep himself aloof, so that he could at least pretend to have some sort of objectivity about the whole thing. Now, seeing Amber's expression harden for a moment before she determinedly changed the subject, Foreman found himself thinking up ways that he could rig things in her favour. And whether him helping would actually be helpful--House might take his interference as disruption of his fun, and get back at him by firing Amber. Maybe it wasn't worth it.
He focused on Amber again, pushing away all the maybes. "I moved here about four years ago, for the fellowship," he said. "I was in LA for my residency before that." He shook his head, remembering his third day on the job--the first time House had bothered to show up. "My first case, House told me he didn't hire me because I was good, but because I'd been an idiot kid--got myself into trouble for breaking and entering. He had my juvenile record, all of it. I'd never been so pissed off." It wasn't a story Foreman liked to share, but he didn't doubt Amber would find out eventually, if only because House decided to share at story time, and he thought it might cheer her up, to know that deviousness was definitely on the list of qualities House liked.