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"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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[empathicfault]

[ Freddie never let anything go when she was interviewing someone- hell, even when she wasn't. Daniel seems less desperate about it, but Will gets the feeling he's just as focused on his goal.

And it's not like the Tattler exists here, so Will lets his annoyance and lingering bitterness at the situation show through as he responds. ]

It's a story of the people in my life letting me down. How all the protections they wanted to provide me really only amounted to window dressing in the end. Because they either needed what my brain could do, or they pitied me. It was so much easier to believe lies from the reputable, well-liked doctor over the truth from an antisocial mongrel like me. They left me to fend off the monsters by myself.

[ He shrugs. ]

Pretty sure that wouldn't sell as well, though.

[interviewings]

Are you kidding? [ Daniel rewards honest with honesty of his own, and despite the slight change in his expression–still studious, though a little less stern and critical–he shrugs slightly. ]

That’d sell just as well, if not more. Especially now. The face of a gaslit underdog.

[ No judgement. No sign he wants to even do it: he’s just telling Will exactly how it is. ]

You’d have a 6 figure documentary deal from Netflix before you could say ‘intellectual property rights.’ And then there's the inevitable backlash, the thinkpieces, the fucking clickbait...

[empathicfault]

[ Will seems a bit confused. It's not like he doesn't understand what Daniel's saying, it just doesn't fit with what he thinks/knows of the media. And unfortunately, he had to get more acquainted with 'the media' these past few months to draw the dragon out. He does make a face as the journalist goes into all the 'opportunities.' ]

The clickbait was so awful. Can't believe the internet somehow made tabloids even worse...

[ He shakes his head. ]

Well, I don't have your mind for what other people want- as a mass, anyway. I'll defer to your expertise.