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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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[cactusy]

We don't have to figure everything out right now, I just wanna start thinking about it. And anyway, I'm going to be on your ass way more than I am now.

[empathicfault]

[ Will raises his eyebrows. ]

Even more?

...ah, maybe that's good, while I'm adjusting. I'm not sure how it's going to hit me, after all. Especially if 'old rages' come back up. At least the subject of those isn't here for me to focus on.

[cactusy]

[Drily, she says:]

Something that I'm grateful for every day.

[There's a brief pause, and then she adds:]

I'm going to want a lot of personal experience with what this looks like on you, so it's not just about making sure you don't lose control, and asking other people to supervise isn't gonna cut it. So yeah, you're gonna get really sick of me.

[empathicfault]

[ Jet's finally had enough pets from him and pulls away. Will's eyes close, briefly, taking in the new information. ]

All right. I imagine Iris can let you know if anything's happening that's out of the normal behavior patterns for werewolves. Or if it seems like I'm leaning in a dangerous direction, too. She knows me pretty well.

[cactusy]

Sure, yeah, that'll be good. But you get why I also want to see for myself, right?

[empathicfault]

Oh...right, of course. I was more...brainstorming. Trying to find other tools that could help you.

But yes, you need to have more info on this than anyone else. You know more about me than almost anyone here, and you're not biased. You can tell if things are going well, or otherwise.

[cactusy]

That's the hope, anyway.

[empathicfault]

Yep. Nothing saying you'll be perfectly objective, either. Then again, we're talking about me turning into a werewolf, so maybe 'objective' isn't the right word for it.

[ He shrugs. ]

[cactusy]

[She quirks a brow at him, half-smiling.]

How about "completely unbelievable"?

[empathicfault]

We can go with that.

[ He smirks. ]

Of course, that's at least half the things on this ship. Some of it, we've just gotten used to.

[cactusy]

Have we?

[She means it as a quip, but, well. Shaw is an adaptable person, but even she has her limits, and the Barge has found several of them.]

[empathicfault]

I did say 'some of it.' [ He has to admit. ]

I don't think I'd be adapting so well if it weren't for Harkin. But I wanted to know and understand his lives...support him the best I can. His entire existence is in the fantastical, so... [ He shrugs again. ] I'm working on it.

Maybe that's why this wolf thing coming up...it doesn't shake me so much. Between Harkin and Malcolm, it'd been on my mind already.

[cactusy]

You know, I'm kind of surprised Sweeney's not one already?

[empathicfault]

[ Will shakes his head, suddenly frowning a little. ]

He can't. Not with being Fae already. It's...too bad. He'd make a great wolf.

[cactusy]

Seriously? That's... weird; why can't he be both?

[empathicfault]

I don't know. Maybe it's like oil and water- the two types of magic don't mix well.

All I know is that he's sure about it not working, and that he really would've liked it to.

[cactusy]

That sucks.

[Which feels like an understatement.]

[empathicfault]

Yep. Seems like he always gets the short end of the stick.

[ Which is a feeling Will understands- but it's been at least somewhat different since he came here. At least Harkin isn't literally Unlucky while he's here, but it sort of feels like it, sometimes. ]

[cactusy]

He's got Garcia, though, yeah? And you, and, uh-- I assume he has other friends.

[empathicfault]

Oh, yeah. It's not the having that's tough for him, it's the losing. He's always here while people graduate, get their deals, get pulled away...and that's not going into the Breaches...

And a few wardens have really failed him in that time, too. It all builds up.

[cactusy]

[Shaw makes a small sound in the back of her throat.]

This is a really easy place to fail other people.

[empathicfault]

[ Will hums thoughtfully in response. ]

It can be. Maybe it's even an inevitability. The stakes are high here, on both sides of the aisle.

[cactusy]

Yeah, no kidding. And speaking of social problems - ready to talk about Bright?

[empathicfault]

[ Will takes in a breath and visibly prepares himself, watching Shaw's face carefully. ]

Sure. What about him?

[cactusy]

We kind of got into it. Again. He's probably going to come to you - if he hasn't already - and try to get you to fix things, or "translate" for him, or-- whatever.

[She pulls in a deep breath of her own, her eyes rolling up to focus on the ceiling.]

My answer right now is no. There's only one track to fixing things with me, and that's recognizing that I'm a person, not a set of interesting psychological data points that he's owed access to. And recognizing that interaction is a two-way street, and that as a person, me saying "I don't like how you talk to me" isn't the same thing as, I dunno, spitefully withholding a toy he wants to play with. If he won't do that, and right now he won't - that's a nonstarter with me.