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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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sorry, hit enter in the wrong spot!

[cactusy]

At least you already have a full kennel in your cabin. You got any ideas yet?

[She has no idea how much he's been anticipating that this moment would happen soon, and planning and preparing accordingly. But she, for one, isn't surprised that it's happened now.]

[empathicfault]

I was going to join Food Inventory and work with Harkin. But Jesse got to it first.

[ He likes Jesse and thinks the job suits her, so he's not particularly upset about it. It's just too bad the timing isn't a little better. ]

I don't know. Guess I'll see what has openings. The only thing I'm actually qualified for, ironically, is counseling.

[cactusy]

[Shaw hmmms, studying him.]

Do you hate that idea?

[empathicfault]

I- what, seriously?

[ He almost dismisses the idea automatically (like he would at the FBI), but the question makes him think about it. ]

Well, I definitely know what not to do... and I don't think I'd hate it trying to do that sort of work here- maybe. Huh...

i didn't even get the first notif, wtf

[cactusy]

If you don't hate the idea, I think you'd be good at it.

[She pauses, and then amends:]

I think you'd be good at it either way. But it's only worth doing if you don't hate it.

[empathicfault]

I could give classes on the basics- Psych 101- so people might actually know what trauma is. How to work through it, that sort of thing...

[ He looks thoughtful. ]

Yeah, I- I'll give that some serious thought.

[ Will laughs, then- a little nervous chuckle. It's still a little surreal to be entertaining the thought after everything, but something seems appropriate about it. He goes back to nursing his scotch. ]

I'm glad to have some things to figure out, now. I- I'd like to keep patrolling with you, if that's all right. It's been good structure for me. Keeps me from becoming a complete hermit.