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[statementfuckingends]

You've reached Timothy Stoker, leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.

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after the announcement

[epistemological]

...congratulations.

And I do actually mean that. No sarcasm. Believe it or not.

[statementfuckingends]

Thanks.

...not gonna lie, I'm not really sure what to do as a Warden. Besides bring him back if someone else tries murdering him.

[epistemological]

Do you want advice or is that just a general 'I have no idea what I'm doing, would you like to hear me flail about for a bit'?

[statementfuckingends]

Little bit of both, really. Won't say no if you're willing to offer.

[epistemological]

I am, actually.

Probably best it you get the latter done first, though.

[statementfuckingends]

Probably. Christ, I don't know how this place expects me to help someone right now. I wasn't exactly good for that before.

[He's a hypocrite, not deluded; he's fully aware of the state he was in before he got lifted here, and how unpleasant he was - and still is, to no small extent, even with a few more solid nights of sleep under his belt. Most of it had been an active choice, after all.]

Honestly? Looking at this entire thing, I'm shocked I even am a Warden half the time. Feels like I ought to be on the other side of it most of the time.

[epistemological]

I was in a similar position, honestly. And the woman I was assigned to was... I could hardly see how I was proper for her at all, let alone on her... level, quite frankly.

[ A deep sigh out. ]

But as we kept going, I kept finding places where we were similar. Where we'd faced the same questions and sometimes we addressed it the same way, and sometimes very differently. I had to change and grow to... to keep up. To handle all that this place threw at the both of us. And my imperfections, my mistakes, all the places that made me feel insecure about doing this job, about being entrusted with her life...

It made it so we could work together, grow together. I wasn't there to fix her.

I was there to be there with her, to stand by her, to suffer with her, to listen... when she needed the space to deal with all the things that brought her here. I was there to give her the tools so that she could find her own way.