Disclaimer: If I was House, this might be what I was thinking...But I'm not, and I wouldn't pretend to be.
"Good night, Wilson." House smirked. Let Wilson believe he had really apologized if it made him feel better. House knew the truth. The words 'I'm sorry' had never actually crossed his lips. What he'd said had been carefully crafted to sound like an apology. He told Wilson he couldn't blame him for anything that had happened and that he knew Wilson was only trying to help him and protect him. All these things were true.
He couldn't blame Wilson. Wilson had done exactly what House would have done; it just took him a little longer. Wilson took the abuse until it became a 'me or him' situation. Wilson chose himself; he chose the path that offered him the greatest reward with the least amount of work. House would go to rehab, House would suffer through the detox and the pain and Wilson's life would go back to normal. It was human nature.
He could blame Tritter, though. It was obvious he had been wronged personally by someone with a drug problem and that was why he targeted House. He assumed that one addict was just like another. Well, when you assume you become a pain in the ass to me. House was addicted to the pills; he knew that and accepted it. His body was addicted to pain relief, how terrible. He'd meant it when he'd told Wilson it wasn't a problem. House told Tritter the same thing, but he didn't care.
He was a little concerned about Cuddy. She'd really gone way out there for him. He was pleased that everything had worked out for him, but it didn't stop him from being a little resentful that he would now owe Cuddy. He liked being in a position of power and this was just not acceptable. He'd have to spend a little time spying on her, maybe get some info he could use to his advantage to balance out what she'd done.
House smirked again when he thought about how completely he'd fooled the kids. You'd think after he'd punched Chase when he really was detoxing, that had been a serious lapse in judgment, that Chase would have been more suspicious of why this time around seemed so much easier on him. But no, he'd just taken what House had told him on faith, like the good little Catholic boy he was. House didn't really think Foreman cared one way or the other, as long as it didn't affect his job. As far as Foreman was likely concerned, this had worked out the best possible way it could.
Cameron though, that was a little disappointing. She'd been showing some real promise lately, standing up for herself and not taking things so much on faith. She still had that blind spot though when it came to him. He rolled his eyes again remembering her spontaneous hug when she'd heard he apologized to Wilson. All this time, and she was still so naïve. He supposed he'd have to try a little harder to drill that out of her.
All in all, it was a good day.