He has to think a minute. There are things he wants. He knows this. It just takes him a minute, when asked directly by his warden, to bring them out. "More blankets, chocolate, my books, for Vesta to continue to let me pet her. Chess with Godric and exploring places with you and climbing on things with Steve."
They're simple things, but they are things he wants. He's allowed. It's okay. Even if he's maybe clamping down hard on panic for saying them all out loud in the middle of this conversation about graduating. None of those things have anything to do with graduating.
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He has to think a minute. There are things he wants. He knows this. It just takes him a minute, when asked directly by his warden, to bring them out. "More blankets, chocolate, my books, for Vesta to continue to let me pet her. Chess with Godric and exploring places with you and climbing on things with Steve."
They're simple things, but they are things he wants. He's allowed. It's okay. Even if he's maybe clamping down hard on panic for saying them all out loud in the middle of this conversation about graduating. None of those things have anything to do with graduating.