W-Well, there's...not a lot else to do here. I don't go to school, and I only work in the afternoons. So. [he says it simply, matter-of-fact, like it's something everyone could do.]

...sometimes. [will looks away, hugging the sketchbook to his chest, feeling the pictures inside with images of his nightmares burning like a brand.] Sometimes it helps to get them out of my head.