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"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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...no, I suppose not. Certainly not in February.

[ Huh. He hadn't thought about it that way. ]

I realized that I'm still not entirely sure what it is I'm working towards. But I suppose small measures of earned trust can't hurt.

How about finding a place for yourself in the world where you can use your strengths and abilities the way you want to use them? We've talked about that.

We have. And I've thought about it. I've got a plan for what I want to do. I want to travel, and I want to help out people who are lost, or forgotten, or plain sacrificed on society's altar. If I'm outside their system, I have a better chance of affecting change.

So...uh, not too far off from what you do. Just more of a multi-versal scope.

Sounds like you got a pretty good idea of what you're working towards.

[ He chuckles. ]

Well. Okay, you have a point, there. But I more meant what goal I have to pass in order to hit that graduation finish line. I don't know what this place wants from me.

If I had to guess based on how this place works? More trials by fire.

Uugh, you're probably right. I hate that you're right.

[ He sounds pleased, though, through the performative groaning. ]

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