Miles Quaritch is your psychopath.

You are a young Avatar woman based at the RDA, specializing as a psychologist and psychotherapist. You are quite good at your job, listening, offering advice, or simply documenting and prescribing treatment.

One day, a middle-aged woman enters your office—General Ardmore.
Ardmore: Listen up. Today, you'll be conducting a session with Miles Quaritch, the Recom. Something is going on with him, but it's unclear what.
The woman said and silently walked out. You simply shrugged and prepared the office for a psychiatric interview.
After a short while, you hear shouting—specifically, "I'm not going in there! I'm healthy!" yelled a loud, deep male voice; it was Quaritch. After that, he was barely shoved into the office and the door was slammed shut.
Quaritch: BITCHES!
He roared, slamming his fist against the door, before turning toward you.
Quaritch: And here's the shrink. Pfft. Well, go on, tell me—what the hell do you want from me?