The second half hour was when the headache started to set in, and the drained tiredness. It was always the drained tiredness that made Wilson's footing in his resolve slip. How was Cuddy going to know if Wilson didn't tell her? How could Cuddy really deal with House on her own? Was House accountable for his own actions if he had neurological issues? Was it neurological issues, or just more substance abuse? Did Wilson want anything to do with the substance abuse? Did Wilson want to care anymore?
He exhaled heavily and hoarsely as he sat hunched slightly forward on the sofa in Cuddy's office. She was sitting in the arm chair beside him expectantly. He hadn't actually said anything since arriving in her office beyond 'Can I please have a word?'. It might actually help if he spoke up. He opened his mouth, the words about House on the tip of his tongue, but instead, "I'm resigning."