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[enabeled]

Sort of ironic that you're still waiting on a decision because you "don't know what to do," don't you think?

I mean, how do you think I feel?

Not that I'm in any particular hurry... as you know. I am flexible. But it bears mentioning. You know how I hate being jerked around. Sad state of affairs when no one can commit to a simple choice.

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[slightlyoffchilt]

So this possibility is, ah, made more probable -- is that it?

[enabeled]

Does the thought upset you?

[slightlyoffchilt]

No. [Yes.] Why should it? I haven't even committed to application.

Whereas you've been committed to saner things, comparatively.

[enabeled]

Well, commitment is a funny thing. A little overrated, I certainly have the credentials to prove it.

Case in point. I find that I was a great dealer saner before.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I didn't make you kill all of those people, Abel.

[Emphasis on "all", now. As if there's some implicit admittance to one nurse.]

[violint]

And what choice do you favor, I wonder?

[enabeled]

Whichever one proves more productive. Not really too picky, though. My own plans are... well. A little out reach just at the moment.

[violint]

Sometimes they're like that. I assume it wouldn't be long before they are in reach?

[enabeled]

How am I supposed to know?

Could be. Could also not. Plans and reality have so little in common.

[violint]

I don't think I'd like to be that out of control.

[infomodder]

It's kind of cruel to pick you out of all of us.

[Not that his mun thinks so. Shut up, Will.]

[enabeled]

Maybe. But we're all rather used to cruel, aren't we, Mr. Graham?

[infomodder]

Unfortunately.

I think you've had more of it than most others, however. Most people can work towards removing themselves from toxic environments or simply leave. You couldn't. That's what was the cruelest of it all, I think.

[enabeled]

Oh, you're good. Should we ever end up cell-neighbors remind me to turn to you for any second opinions.

Then again. I did leave. What a nice feeling that was.

[infomodder]

["You're good" in comparison to Chilton is actually really insulting. The little compliment that tried so hard and got not very far and ultimately didn't matter because it wasn't a compliment at all. Thanks bro.

Also sorry he shot you or something.]

You'd have to wait for Chilton to leave, otherwise we'd probably get in trouble. Not supposed to chat in class right under the teacher's nose, you know what I mean?

[Though that is a perfect image, isn't it? Abel and Will stuck next to each other, Chilton trying to talk to one, them being more engrossed with each other, blood pressure rises...hospital for the criminally insane high school girls.]

[buttpatting]

You've been jerked around enough recently, Doctor Gideon. It's very good of you to warn them that you won't take kindly to it.

[Good boy, Gideon. Slowly making up for not killing Alana.

No, wait, he can never make up for that. Oh well.]

But that does beg the question: how do you feel? You didn't say.

[enabeled]

Now that I know what I'm not I have the luxury to set a few boundaries. No real excuse to ignore them.

[ But she's his favorite, Hannibal. Cut him some slack. ]

But you know, I don't feel much different than I did before. If you were adrift at sea any glimpse of land would seem encouraging.

[buttpatting]

Is that how you truly feel?

[Hey so Hannibaby knows you've dealt with Chilitboo and this is crazy

but your old doctor was a piece of shit no maybe]

You know what mirages are, do you not?

[enabeled]

[ He has maybe a slight aversion to psychotherapy at the moment... slight... minor kinks that need working out.

Not that you're wrong. ]

Yes. I've been living one. Leaves a person wondering just what around him is real.

[guestlectures]

How do you feel, Gideon? About this situation.

[enabeled]

Aha. Dr. Bloom.

I feel like I've just learned to see again. And in a way, of course, I have. What do I look at first? Where... do I start?

[guestlectures]

Those are both answers you'll have to look to your writer for.

[enabeled]

Maybe I don't want to. I can't trust they have me in mind. But. Finding my own answers hasn't been going so well.

[half_truths]

The simplicity of the choice is hardly a flawless deduction, by an outsider.

[enabeled]

Hardly a flawless deduction by anyone, if you ask me.