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He’ll come in — after long talks with the guards and doctors — a list he argues with. He knows better. He opens the door, looking tired. “Bentley.”

it’s hot but he’s putting his scarf on .

*🫩

Work harder. If not for yourself. Then for me.

( he knows enough — ) I can’t be around all the time. We have to learn ways to handle cruelty without me being around sometimes.

( he moves over — sits on the wall next to him. ) they can’t do that without permission from me. And I haven’t given it to them. They need multiple signatures. Get through this week without anymore violence, Bentley and I’ll make sure you’re not put on any medication.

Okay — next time they say something. I want you to come talk to me about it. That’s all. Ignore them and come to me, yeah?

We were making progress. Weren’t we?you’ve been doing better.

Bentley. ( deep breath — ) We’ve talked about this. I need you to calm yourself. ( or else )

( he’s rubbing his forehead. ) It’s not fine. We’ve talked about this

( swallows down his gag. ) Bentley. ( disappointed father voice. )

hmm. while that’s considerate — you don’t need to act on my behalf.

…have you been doing bad stuff?

( long sigh )

just — going to do paperwork for today.