I'm an adult, James. [ Will said, his words firm but not combative. ] And I can make my own decisions about what I feel is right, or not right.

[ These situations were always a delicate balance, where part of Will wanted to point out that interacting with dangerous personalities was something he was drawn too. His body bore the scars of the trail of his empathy.

But he was careful never to turn the lens in that direction. These instances, and moving through them -whether it was a step forward or two steps back- were about James. And Will was focused on helping his friend. ]

You're here because I want you here and because, I hope, you want to be here.