"Nobody's trained me it's what I believe, what I've seen and experienced over the years. Just cause I sound like I'm analysing doesn't make it any less true." But maybe Fisher had a point, which William would realise deep, deep, deep down in the pit of his being because right now he believed wholly that he was right.
William's next answer was just as odd as the first. "A while," he said, shrugging as they neared town. "Long enough to forget the shit they force fed me and become my own man. And what a man, right?" he said, suddenly becoming lighter and beaming a winning smile at Fisher. He patted the smaller guy's arm. "How old are you?"