Will Graham (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
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[Walter lowers his hands gracefully with palms out. He does feel bad and blame himself about jumping to his conclusion, though it's one of the only harsh statements he'd outright like to take back. He wants control and for that matter wants this to be a situation he can control through controlling Malcolm's behavior, the way that's become and not always been easy for him.
It seems wise to listen to Will about the others on the barge he's known better for longer - though he wonders if this resentment that's manifested multiple times is what's holding Will back from graduation, conveniently allowing him and Malcolm to circle each other like fish, each providing the sweetness and sourness the other can't express as freely at the moment... Then he swears.]
God damn it. [That bastard visitor. Though Walter doesn't use the term because they visited the barge, not him.] I have tried to support him through that, insofar as he let me know anything about it. But... this isn't a one-off thing, neither Malcolm in particular getting hurt nor anyone else. If so many people say they're getting more scared when he tries to act like everything is running smoothly... what do you think?
[It really is something he should be asking Malcolm. Maybe he'll be fully prepared for that soon. Walter's not sure how many more stories he or Will can handle.]
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What he hasn't entirely learned is that there's no pleasing everyone, no magical approach that will keep people unshocked by this place and what happens here, so he might as well do what he thinks is right.
[ Will stops opining for a moment and looks Walter in the eye. His stare is piercing, as if he were picking up a piece of Walter's soul and turning it over in his hands. ]
What I'm not entirely sure of is why you're asking me this. You're either scared of being hurt here and upset that Malcolm isn't assuaging your fears in some particular way, or you're scared that Malcolm being ostracized for one reason or another is going to reflect poorly on you. Am I hitting close to the target?
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[I see him differently and how am I supposed to graduate now?
All at once directly from his brain, the vision is visceral, much harder to look over from multiple perspectives as from the inanimate Penta game itself. It's a memory of taking the box somewhat newer than the others down from the top shelf, with its crisp corners in his small hands. The ceiling of the cabinet is actually more exposed to his eye than if he'd had an adult's height when this happened. Then a small dot stirring his vision. One of the game pieces slips out onto the floor, "ping!", and then with the eerie glistening of some thin net that comes into focus, a lot more.
The spider's web was too wide across the corners of the closet, and at the scrape of the game box, it snapped.
Walter isn't necessarily worried by this moment of connection. Perhaps if he saw the contents he'd be a little more unnerved, but he thinks the distinction between his real feelings and Will's inference is subtle enough to not be concerning. Spiderwebs have a million little facets, like diamonds. How could Will looking at his face see the face Walter shows to other people?]
Yeah, I was scared. When he didn't want the rest of us to know about the investigation, I didn't know that would play out anywhere near as well as it did, especially when they had other theories. I don't want to tell my friends "my warden is super great and committed and you should really go ahead and trust him, just ignore the time he put someone in Zero, the gossip about that is so exaggerated".
[Walter gives a smile. He can't do sincere, but he can do "tired". From his emotional outburst, after all.]
I wanted another side of the story. You know, like you promised in the warden ledger. So I guess I'm ready for the real deal now.
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But when he does come back, he looks Walter up and down with a raised eyebrow but a mild expression. He dips his head in acknowledgement. ]
The real deal? You haven't been here long enough to know how this place works. Literally anything is possible here. Some months, a flood or a port or even just certain inmates are going to seem targeted to make you deal with hard truths that you won't be able to control.
[ He sighs. ]
I'd say maybe Malcolm and I have been here too long, gotten too used to how things go- but I went through the messy process of self-discovery back home. I'm sorry this whole thing has scared you.
You know Malcolm is never going to be the guy you want when handling public relations, right? I'm not arguing that. But he will be the one to save your life. That's always his highest priority. That's what he did here.
And you're going to have to be honest with Malcolm, eventually...if you want to revive yourself and leave this place. I suspect that's going to be difficult for you.
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Yeah, well, that's what my file is for, isn't it.
[Perhaps Will knew that Malcolm hadn't read it and Walter hadn't confided about it. But - why? Isn't the point that Walter wouldn't have done this work out of his own free will?
He shuffles, picking up his iced tea.]
Look, I'm getting a feeling that reviewing the instructions for the games will be a little much to process. I can leave all three of them for tonight, come back tomorrow.
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As Walter declares he's leaving, Will gives him an amused smile. ]
Of course. And thank you. I'd love to play another game with you anytime.