[Day 12, afternoon: Will]

[purrtagonist]

['sup, Will. you, too, are treated to the sight of an injured kid wheeling himself through the hallways with a coffee maker in his lap]

. . . Graham.

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[theyregooddogs]

No, I was asking if you had any plan at all for him. To see if you dedicated any conscious thought or effort to him in order to actually help him.

And you hadn't and you still haven't to a degree. I'm not sure how much of that I want to give to ignorance and how much to give to neglect.

1/2

[purrtagonist]

[another frustrated noise]

I've been trying to help him since day one. . .!

[purrtagonist]

[but he clicks his mouth shut soon after, because yelling is not very good for someone with a back injury]

. . .

Thanks. . . for the advice.

[theyregooddogs]

[slight shrug, hands in his pockets, still as impassive as ever. so, yelling doesn't effect him, i guess??]

You have time. Think about what you want for him then think about how to get there. First part is all yours, but the second I can help with.

[purrtagonist]

[it was mostly a display of exhausted frustration. he looks better than he did yesterday, but no matter how he pushes himself, he's still tired]

At this point. . .

I just want him to find some shred of happiness. Of meaning in his life.

[theyregooddogs]

Something that isn't you, you mean?

[glancing down at akira, less than pleased but . . . ]

Are you really stealing the coffee maker?

[purrtagonist]

No. That's not what I mean. My offer to-- be his friend was genuine. Which means being there for him, through good and bad.

[just, also. he knows he can't be the only thing Akechi leans on. because he knows what he's like]

[gives the coffee maker a good pat]

And yes. I am.

[theyregooddogs]

So, two shreds, then.

Not that many others here deserve it, but I don't actually enjoy the instant coffee.

[purrtagonist]

Nobody actually enjoys instant coffee.

[said blandly]

[theyregooddogs]

Yet you're stealing the coffee machine.

[purrtagonist]

My false associations of comfort. Remember?

[theyregooddogs]

[hmmmmmmph]

Fine.

[purrtagonist]

[a snort]

If you want me to make you some, I will.

[theyregooddogs]

I want to make my own coffee, actually.

[purrtagonist]

. . .

[glances down at the coffee maker in his lap tho :(]

I'll let you borrow it.

[theyregooddogs]

. . . Deal.

[purrtagonist]

[holds the coffee maker out to Will]

I expect you to return it promptly when you're finished.

[theyregooddogs]

It can wait until morning.

[purrtagonist]

. . . all right.

You know where to find me.

[theyregooddogs]

I have a general idea.

[glancing at the wheelchair]

And it's time to check on Baxter.

[purrtagonist]

Mmm. Give him my regards? He's a good dog.

[theyregooddogs]

Best one here.

[and going to shuffle off with a sigh]

[purrtagonist]

Only one here.

[. . . gives him a tired little wave as he goes]