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[abrightboy]

[Malcolm studies her face for a moment.]

It doesn’t sound like you think it’s not my fault. [He shrugs his shoulder.] I can’t control what he does inside my head when I’m asleep. I can only control whether that crushes me when I wake up or whether I let the daylight wash it away. He wants me to break. He wants me to become him. I can’t allow that to happen.

[bossyboiler]

It's not your fault, Malcolm. And you're not your Father. [ It's really not his fault. Kate has her own trauma from the Dreamscape that she hasn't yet processed. Being killed had been terrible but the rest of the time she had been alone, oh so incredibly alone. ]

How many people did he kill in your dream?

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm takes a shaky breath.]

Too many. Like all of his victim counts.

[bossyboiler]

I'm so sorry, Malcolm. I really am. Do you want to talk about it?

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm gives her a wary side eye.]

All I do is talk about it.

[bossyboiler]

You are very open about it but I meant specifically about the dreams.

[abrightboy]

[He studies her from under his brow.]

There’s something you want to know. You can ask.

[bossyboiler]

I was trying to be supportive because that's a lot to have to live with.

[abrightboy]

I’ve been living with it since I was ten. [He watches her for a moment.] Are you sure you don’t want to know why I didn’t save you?

[bossyboiler]

You didn't because you couldn't. You must've felt just as powerless then as you were when you were a child.

[ She is assuming A LOT. ]

I would say that maybe you thought I deserved it but that would run contradictory to what I know about you.