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[empathicfault]

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[empathicfault]

Will blanks for a moment, hearing about the wolf situation. Malcolm's right, he'd lose that state if he died. That's...upsetting, but Will has done his level best to make sure it doesn't happen. And Malcolm should be fine once he makes this trip...he thinks.

He's distracted by Malcolm's next thought, because it's what he had been focusing on before, anyway. He smiles, knowingly. "You know Kiryu had a very high rank in the Yakuza. I'm betting even most in his clan wouldn't be able to get this guy. And he's not in the habit of hyperbole. So yeah, I think it is a great honor. I'm glad you're going to go."

He'll have to think up some ways to make it a little easier on Malcolm, in the meantime, being away from the Barge. From Will.

[abrightboy]

“I did… I did know that Kiryu respected me. Even in mediation, at times when I felt like… like he found Shaw’s point of view easier to relate to or understand, I knew he respected me. I just… this is a lot of respect. A lot. For me. It seems like it would be disrespectful to not respond by going and having it done properly. Plus he invited me to meet his family,” Malcolm explains eagerly.

[empathicfault]

"Did he?" Will asks with a grin. "I've got the feeling that it's grown quite a bit with his time on the Barge. You'll have to tell me about everyone you meet," he adds, as if Malcolm won't detail every minutiae when he returns.

"He does respect you, you know. Because even if he doesn't know how your mind thinks, he knows how hard you're trying. And how much you genuinely, passionately care about people. That counts for a lot, with the right people." Will smiles at Malcolm, all dazzling adoration. Maybe he's projecting a little about what Kiryu thinks, but he thinks he's on track there. And he also feels so very, genuinely lucky.

[abrightboy]

“He always gave me a chance. Even when most people wouldn’t,” Malcolm concedes with a soft smile.

He studies Will’s face for a moment.

“Maybe… maybe a few days away from the Barge will be good for my head,” he says hesitantly, like sticking his toe in the water. Away from the Barge is fine, but… Will. Will is still tethered to the Barge. “People go and come back all the time, right? Oh! How about… if Iris knows exactly where I am, if I’m not back by the fourth day, you send her to come and get me?”