#(Yancy dances around in life. Both in terms of physicality and in terms of difficult topics)

[theauthorlives]

Henrik might be a 'square' by definition, but that didn't make him bad company for Yancy. He liked Henrik, especially since Henrik valued him as a person rather than looking down on him like some of the other volunteers and external staff - they never meant to, but it was hard to miss when it happened.

Yancy gave a playful shrug, as though he was only realising what Henrik meant. However, it came at the cost of him not actually being able to stall for time any further. A sigh escaped his lips as he slumped against the ladder frame.

"I dunno, Doc. It's like... Yeah, I've had chances but..." A second sigh slipped out as he adjusted his position again. This time, he pulled one leg up so he could rest his chin against his knee. He was stalling again, but it was more like a struggle to word what was in his head.

"When I do it, I only sees the bad things. Them things youse don't wanna see. And it's like... I don't know how I is meant to feel good 'bout any of... That. I know last time youse told me that I - that wasn't broken. I remember, and I made sure to tell myself that." He wasn't sure whether any of this answered the question. "But it's hard when..." Once more, he hesitated as he tapped his finger against his knee. "When youse has been... You know. Forgettable."

In Happy Trails, he was aware that he had a small group that cared for him, but it was still not enough to overrule his upbringing.

henrik humored minor banter as much as he could , especially with this position . most that were mentally unwell and within cell walls didn't necessarily WANT to talk about their problems with some 40-something , square , nobody they've never met . fair enough . yet , yancy more often than not was willing to talk . let it be the mundane or the extreme , with a little bit of prodding he would open up about things he possibly never had before with another person . the trust did not go unnoticed with a man such as henrik , not with his occupation . the brunet was patient in the moment , but knew they would have to dig deeper once their session officially started .

" absolutely , v'ould much raz'her have SOME entertainment z'han none . could easily been driven mad in a place like z'his v'ithout somes'hing to pass the time . " a soft chuckle emits from closed lips , pen tapping rhythmically against the clipboard as he listened over the rather short answer he was provided . henrik can't help but smile , something a bit toothy and lopsided . it was a valiant effort truly , almost had the doctor there if not for his time weathered wit . " z'hat's not v'hat i mean , yancy . i know you cannot explore beyond these confines physically , sorry if i didn't make my question clear . " his tone holds no malice , icy eyes noting the clock's time . five minutes until their hour started .

" allow me to rev'ord myself , " those eyes come back to yancy's face , a pale finger pressing his glasses snug to the bridge of his nose . " have you had any chances to look inside yourself and s'hink over z'he topics v'e discussed ? have you come to any sort of peace or understanding v'ith the feelings you've buried over z'he years ? "