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"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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"Oh," he says. Pleasant surprise makes way for a touched smile. "That's so thoughtful of you. Although with those medicines, it's probably mostly dealing with his cPTSD and how that affects so many of his systems."

He can feel himself wanting to go into it. He tends to wander when the topic is Malcolm. So he tries to come back around.

"I mostly asked because I suspect you might also be autistic. It would explain why you felt more overwhelmed in a situation with more people, not all of them people you knew. Not only that, but you were also managing expectations. I'm sort of to the side of autism, but- that sounds like it'd send me into overwhelm, too."

He's used to people not taking the armchair diagnosis well, but Ulla doesn't have any of the context or societal history of what people thought they new about the condition. "It would also explain why you and me and Malcolm got along so well, so quickly...breach aside. What do you think?"

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Ulla will come back around to the topic of the research she started for Malcolm, but she's thoroughly derailed by Will's diagnosis.

"You mean it's not just one more way I'm strange and will never fit with anyone?" Hold on a moment while she recalibrates everything. "Not that my life is like that now, but it used to be. The old instincts are still there. They'll always be there."

Under the surface, even if they fade to whispers rather than shouts as they're proven wrong time and time again.

"Warren once had to tell me it's normal that I don't feel attracted to people unless I love them. That some people are just made like that, it wasn't only me. I'd always thought it was only one more thing wrong with me."