[Counselor's Office] Careful, the walls are glass

I'm not too sure. William said, biting onto his lip. Talking about future made him uncertain in the worst of ways, for he really didn't know what he would like to do. He just knew, deep down, that he wanted to do something. Something that would... he did not know himself. Just something that wasn't sitting in the office from nine to five, bending his head to some idiot that called himself his boss. He had done enough of that in school, the teachers using every chance they got to show him that yes, they were still the authority. He had his on opinion about that, though.

Though I definitely wouldn't chose treating them. he laughed, scoffing. I'm too fucked up myself to be telling anybody what to do. Hell, have I been in your shoes, I would have killed myself seven times already. he laughed again, rolling his eyes, as his hands fell in his lap again. He really had no trouble admitting that he was insufferable. He knew that very well. It was people treating him like shit for it that really got him mad, for, none of this, in his head at least, wasn't exactly his fault. He could track back every act of anger back to how people were treating him, and, yeah, well, maybe he could have reacted better, but the point was, that he did not want to. If people were going to treating him like a criminal, well, he was damn well going to act as one as well.

You'd be better doing something with those hands of yours. Spirit spoke from the floor, having relaxed once it seemed that William wasn't going to try to kill Wong again. He was surprised, yet again, both by the fact that William had spoken, and by what he had said. You're always reaching for one thing or the other anyway, might as well do something with it. And isn't that what all this talk about psychology comes down to? Fixing people, taking them apart? Spirit wondered, speaking half to William, half to himself, leaving the boy in stunned silence, until Warrior decided to speak.

It is his decision, Spirit. the usually silent creature said, and the other spirit raised his head to look at him. Do you think I don't know that? the wolf scoffed, twitching his tail. I am simply stating an opinion. the giant head fell to the floor again, the creature's ears twitching in irritation, and William couldn't help but burst with laughter. You two sound like a pair of concerned parents. he said, still laughing, his grin stretching from ear to ear.

In all honestly, William did forget about Wong's presence for a moment as he enjoyed a rare moment in which he could simply laugh with (at) his summons and not worry about a thing. Wong's next words shocked him out of the mood though, and his smile was soon fading away.

Don't get yar head up in the clouds there, doc. he said, his expression hardening. He felt vulnerable all of a sudden, having suddenly realised how much of himself he had actually shown here, and vulnerable didn't sit well with him, not any more any way. All that shit they say about me there... he said, pointing to the file Wong was holding before. It's true, through and through. he said, clenching his fists. Hell, that's not even most of it. The file really didn't look big enough to hold the list of all the fights he had started only in the last two months, let alone the whole year.

It's just that I'm interested in as why exactly I am like this. he smiled, something dangerous making its way from behind his eyes, hardening them while he glared. That is all.

He will return them. this time, Spirit did speak before William got the chance to say something crude and disrespectful again. The boy tsked, letting his eyes wonder carefully towards the texts Wong had shown him.

I will make Warrior return them. the boy corrected, standing up and looking at the creature.

I refuse. the creature answered, eyeing him with his silent, silver eyes.

Rolling his eyes, William laughed, having already expected such an answer. Yeah, yeah... Seems you don't have to worry, doc. he said, turning towards Wong. I'll be coming back, you don't have to look over your shoulder for angry economics teachers and such.

In case you haven't noticed, doc, William said, grabbing a few books from where they were standing I'm not too good with words in my own language. I think another might just be too much for me. Looking down at the few heavy books that he had taken, he smiled a bit. But, thanks for these...I guess. he said, turning than towards Warrior. Carry these for me? he asked, trying to manage a puppy dog look but failing.

I refuse.