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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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[abrightboy]

[His smile gets broader, brighter.]

I’ll practice with you more. …In the Enclosure, where I can’t accidentally kill you.

[His fingers fidget absently with a button on Will’s shirt.]

I think it means we’ve made the right plans for our future, that it felt so right. And… for a little while at the start, it was like we were the only two people on the planet and it was… peaceful. Even with the monsters and stuff. Because that kind of threat is quantifiable, but removing… society really took more pressure off than I expected. I guess… I guess I knew that I live with a sort of constant awareness of… of the gaze and expectations of other people, but I really thought… I thought it didn’t affect me like it used to. Well. It doesn’t affect me like it used to. But. It’s still… a Thing. Which is annoying. [He scrunches up his nose a little at the thought.]