"It's without the murder because help arrived in time," Vivian reminded Ray. "The problem is, my dear, his victims are women he is close to. He was really close with the girl at his school and with his sister. But when his delusions kicked in, he turned on them. I'm not sure he even realizes what had happened, I'm working with him to understand his delusion. But that is why he is here, and I wanted to warn you, because you may not be safe with him. I fear for you if you two will get closer than you already became."

Benjamin sat down in the padded room, his back against the wall. He wrapped his arms around him and left one leg stretched out as he pulled up the other. [i]Stay calm. Meadows. Think about the meadows[/i]. It would help him if he could draw one, but he had to settle with closing his eyes and trying to imagine one.

Marc nodded and started the car. "I think I know a nice place then. It's on the other side of town, but I don't think you'll mind a drive, do you?" He drove into the traffic and planned the route they had to take. 
Hearing her say she had been in that place for a long time made him feel sorry for her, but also worried him a bit. Was it really safe to take her out? He shook off the thought, the psychiatrist wouldn't have allowed this if she felt it was unsafe for Sara or for him. Her situation conflicted him too, staff was allowed to date other staff, but not patients. Was Sara staff or patient? Again he decided that if the psychiatrist trusted her enough to help out as part of the staff, she wasn't just a patient, which meant he could date her. And the pscyhiatrist hadn't objected to taking her out, so obviously she didn't think he was breaking social protocol.
Suddenly he realised he should be talking with Sara instead of fretting over details. "Are you, erm, is there anything specific you want to see now that you are out?" he asked her.
Now that he was taking her on a date they might as well go somewhere she wanted to go.