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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

[Open for text/audio/action/whatever.]

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[cactusy]

Yeah. You're not wrong.

But the second I start using that as an excuse to not do right by you, I've failed you even more. I came here to do a job, and you didn't sign up for a defective warden.

[empathicfault]

[ He looks down. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, indicating some deeper thought. ]

So...in that case, the best thing you can do is to keep working on processing that trauma, right?

[cactusy]

Mmm. I'm still working with Sheehan, even though he's quitting the counseling office.

[empathicfault]

[ Will nods. ]

Glad he's not giving all of it up. You gonna try art therapy at all?

[cactusy]

[The absolutely befuddled look that she gives him is probably answer enough, but--]

Art therapy? Me?

[empathicfault]

[ Will grins, briefly. He knows. But still... ]

Hey, it could get you more in touch with your emotions. Or you could find sketching objects relaxing. You never know. I didn't think it'd do anything for me, either. And now...

[ Well, he won't go into it, but they've both seen his cabin (and the wealth of paints in it) lately. ]

[cactusy]

[Yeah, that skeptical look isn't fading; sorry, Will.]

I can't picture it. I was never any good at art class when I was a kid - none of my stuff ever came out looking like it was supposed to.

[empathicfault]

It's not about being good with it. It's more about engaging a different sense than you usually use, while you're processing feelings. Or in your case, maybe teasing out their meaning. The more you engage it, the easier it is to look at topics you have difficulty engaging with, using different perspectives.

So I could see it either being really helpful for you or doing absolutely nothing at all, with no in-between.

[ He doesn't really have a horse in this race. He's just musing, honestly. ]