Good evening Will, please come in.
Has christmas come early? Or late?
- Was for Abigail. - Was?
I thought better of it, I wasn't thinking straight, I was upset when I bought it.
Maybe still am.
- What is it? - A magnifying glass.
Fly tying gear.
Teaching her how to fish,
- her father taught her how to hunt. - That's why I thought better of it.
- Pretty paternal Will. - Aren't you?
Yes.
Our good friend Doctor Bloom has advised against taking
to personal an interest in Abigail's welfare.
And perhaps it's our responsibility
yours and mine to help her find her way.
I don't think I'm allowed to leave, after I climb the fence.
I've made arrangements.
you could say I'm, one of your guardians.
- Where are we going? - Home, my home.
I thought you might enjoy if I cooked for you.
- I'll have you back before bedtime. - Can't I spend the night?
I don't like sleeping here, I have bad dreams.
- You have to sleep in your own bed. - This isn't my bed.
Tell me about your bad dreams.
I had one where
Marissa was sending me picture texts.
Like crimescene photos of Nicholas Boyle.
- Gutted. - How you left him.
Even though she's dead I'm afraid that Marissa's gonna
tell everyone I killed him and they'll think I'm just like my dad.
Sorry.
Can't really talk about this in group.
You don't have that luxury Abigail.
I just have to get used to lying.
You only have to lie about one thing.
And when you're with me you don't have to lie about anything.
In the dream I wonder how I could live with myself.
Knowing what I did.
And when you're awake?
When I'm awake I know I can live with myself.
And I'll just get used to what I did.
- Does that make me a sociopath? - No.
It makes you a survivor.
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