Malcolm Bright

“No, that’s not… I just want you to understand first. How can you… “ He stops, pressing his lips together. After a moment, he takes a breath. “How can there be any solutions without understanding the problem? I’m not saying I… “ He halts again, frowning at himself. “I can learn things; I’m not stupid.”

He looks faintly distressed for a moment at his inability to convey… anything, apparently.

“Maybe… we could call Will. He gets it. He’s good at explaining. So. He could… help.”