Blackfoot Forest Crazy Boy

Ah, a counselor! That suited the boy very well from what he could tell from him so far. Perhaps he could help Samuel earn it...Maybe...but was he ready to talk about it?

Snapping back into reality, Faramir blinked and focused on the question at hand. Trades, trades. Oh, yes! "I'm planning on becoming a storyteller for sure, and possibly something like a sitter." he said, resuming his smile. 

Since Faramir wore his heart on his sleeve, he had to start somewhere with at least one of his problems. "So, counselor, eh? What do you lean more towards there?" he said with a smile trained to conceal so many of his inner demons.