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who ; The Counselor and anyone who wants to see him
what ; Therapy sessions.
where ; The Counselor's "office."
when ; Over this week/whenever's scheduled.
warning(s) ; tbd?

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[I'll listen.

She recognizes the wearable it's sent from, and remembers the man she'd talked to - he was a little weird, but he'd seemed all right.

And as it happens, Parker has had a lot of trouble lately with people not listening to her, or not believing her when they do. Someone actually offering is practically unheard of.

The location ping itself is impossible to ignore, of course. She watches the door from across the street for awhile, but there doesn't seem to be too much movement, and soon she's moved on to watching from a tree in the front yard, and finally to entering the apartment itself.

It's on the first floor, and the windows are unlocked, opening easily and soundlessly. Parker slips in and drops silently to the carpet, looking around curiously.]

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...Okay.

[She's still wary, but the fact that he's willing to admit that he's wrong and back down is something, at least.

And she hadn't come here for nothing, after all. She has no problem with leaving just as soon as things get too uncomfortable or too threatening or she decides she just doesn't want to talk to him any longer, but for the moment, she's willing to give him a little bit of leeway, just to give this a shot.]

You sent me a message.

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So I did.

[ It had been a gamble, of course, but it's one that's paid off so far, and perhaps it'll be worth it in the end. ]

I thought perhaps you would appreciate someone listening to any issues you may be experiencing.

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[Have the most dubious of dubious looks.]

Issues?

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Your recent post on the network, for example. It seemed that your word was not easily accepted.

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[oh right, that. She stiffens, her eyes locked on him, not moving a muscle.]

They don't know what they're talking about.

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Of course not. You made that very clear.

Have you had this problem before?

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[Parker just shrugs her shoulders mutely. It's very much like the gesture of a child who doesn't want to actually admit to anything out loud.]

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[ The Counselor nods, only slightly, and folds his hands in his lap. ]

It must be very frustrating for you.

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[She shrugs again, her expression still wary.]

So?

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Are you all right with that?

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What do you mean?

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I'm simply curious if you're willing to accept that people do not trust your word.

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[Parker stiffens, crossing her arms across her chest and scowling at him. She still doesn't know quite what to make of him or the fact that he's willing to listen to her just because, but now that she's here, her own curiosity about him is starting to get the better of her.]

There's nothing to accept. It's the truth.

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I know.

[ The words are quiet, no malice or condescension behind them, simply accepting what she says. ]

But you cannot control what others believe.

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So what am I supposed to do?