The flock reaches out, seeing if the various Wills are connected mentally.
Robin Stanton wrote:"Dad... I know you're better than this. How many times have you stood up for what's right? So what if they don't get us? If this world doesn't get us? Since when has that ever stopped you? This isn't you, this is the drug making you think you found an easy way. Is this place worse than home? Duh, of course it is. It's two decades out of date. But our home is what it is because people like you didn't sit down to steep in their own drug-induced happy place but lead the way to a better world. For me. For everyone. And these people deserve the same thing, want the same thing. If they're still stumbling and misguided then fucking pull yourself together and show them a better way!" Robin pleads.
"You're a million years old, literally! They don't understand? Explain it to them. They still don't get it? Explain it to them again. You're sick of your course-load? Tell Lippincott to go screw! What's he gonna do? You're Will god-damn Stanton. No one can stop you when you do what's right. But this? This isn't right. You're snapping at your friends trying to help you just because they're not as amazing and understanding as they could be, as you know they can be. Lead them there."
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