a chat with Samuel

PAUL

So, what do you want?

(SAMUEL looks a little askew. He doesn't look me in the eyes, instead preferring the floor.)

SAM

I don't know what I want...

PAUL

Or, rather, you don't want to know what you want.

SAM

I'm the part of you that does not want to burden others with his needs. The part of you that would do anything to appease others. The you that already knows, though, that these desires and tendencies will lead others to exploit you.

PAUL

Okay, so you're a self-reflection then.

SAM

All characters are.

But that's precisely why I'm so ill-defined. You don't like to face that part of yourself, so here I am.

PAUL

So, all I have to do is integrate myself... does that mean that you're no longer a character?

SAM

No, it means that you actually know how to write me 😉

PAUL

Oof, touché.