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[empathicfault]

Will can't suppress the small chuckle at Malcolm wanting to go back to thinking Hilbert is a dick. "Yes, I do suppose that's the 'natural' order of things. It feels wrong to worry about him."

He's still a little fidgety, lacing and unlacing his fingers as he continues. "Yeah, I...didn't like that, either. And I know how raw I felt when I found out about the psychic driving sessions. I couldn't exactly go to the library at the time, but I did what research I could...and poured through it after I was free."

He ruffles his own hair, running a hand through it. "No idea if I'll hear anything, though. Hilbert doesn't know me well enough to trust me. We pretty much only talked when I first arrived. So I gave him what information I could. I can only hope it's useful."

[abrightboy]

Malcolm nods.

"Did it drag everything up from then? Seeing... all that being talked about?"

His fingers wander along Will's forearm, absently fidgeting at the fabric, his face concerned.

[empathicfault]

Will takes in a larger breath. "A little...enough for me to make sure I distanced myself from it, somewhat. There are too many people here that can't tell that their trauma is controlling their arguments...I wanted to avoid that, if I could help it."

He shakes his head a bit. "But I'm all right. Merely trying to be cautious...I am sorry I couldn't help you more." As it was going on, he could tell it wouldn't have been a good idea to intervene. He'd have made it worse. But it still feels like leaving Malcolm to the vultures.

[abrightboy]

"Oh! No. It's okay." Malcolm gives him a gentle kiss. "It's okay. It went... mostly... fine. More mostly fine than usual. I don't want you to... sacrifice your sanity, Will."