I call it Insomnia Chic. [He's teasing, and even as he says it, he reaches his hand out to beckon Will to join him. Will, who always looks achingly beautiful, no matter how rumpled.] What did you think of them? [Asked as he tugs Will into the bed with him.]
[ Will smirks at the joke and manages to shuck off his sweatpants before he flops onto the bed next to Malcolm. Somehow, he also manages to take the offered hand and brings it up so he can kiss the knuckles. His own eyes twinkle at pretending to be so formal. ]
Insomnia Chic really works for you.
[ And now the question. Will wonders if Malcolm realizes it's a bit of a trap. Will can't just say "they all seem nice," now can he? ]
They all care for you, more than I expected. I... you know I err towards the cynical. And I'm not used to families. I expected less concern for you, on all fronts. Finding that there- or something like it- was a pleasant surprise.
My mom cares for sure. She’s not the best at execution, but she has all the mom feelings. I’ve always been close to my sister. At least since the arrest. We only had each other for a while.
[He tangles their fingers together after Will kisses his knuckles, drawing a smile even as he was talking.]
And… to Martin…… I’m more like something he made, and he cares about someone ruining all his hard work. But that’s pretty much the closest thing you can get to love from a malignant narcissist. He was from earlier than me, though. Before his escape. Before I stabbed him again.
[His features crease. Soften. He studies Will’s face.]
[ Will is about to address what Malcolm said about Martin- the nuances he'd found while talking to the killer. That there was definitely pride there, that it's one of the few things he thinks Martin really feels.
But Malcolm mentions Hannibal and Will's mouth opens to say it's for the best. He can't get those words out. Disappointment crosses his features as he looks down at their connected hands. ]
Yeah. It would've been- it could only have been a disaster, but...still, I wish I'd seen him.
I wanted to talk to him too. [He presses a gentle kiss to Will's mouth and snuggles close. Yeah, this is why he wanted to have this conversation in bed and not over the network.] Every master manipulator is different.
[ Will watches Bear as he stands at attention. Once the signal is given, Will crouches down so he greet Bear on his level, giving him a hand to sniff. ]
Hmmm? Oh, yeah. Guess it's been a while since you've seen me meet a new dog.
Hi, Bear. I've heard good things.
[ Jet is already wagging his tail, turning to try to sniff at Bear as well. ]
[A faint smile settles on her face as Bear sniffs at Will's fingers, then moves up his arm to his face, giving him a snuffle.]
I've, uh-- been thinking about it, ever since we started bringing your guys in. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about it - if it would make things feel even more weird and unreal.
[ Will doesn't respond until about halfway through the kiss, caught up in his own mind for a moment. But once he realizes what Malcolm's doing, he hugs him close. Having this talk in person was definitely a good idea. ]
It's true. I wish you could've talked to him, too. It would've been good to get your opinion, on...everything.
[ Will reaches up and pinches the bridge of his nose, then rubs his eye before settling back down. ]
He doesn't waste time. He would've tried to mess with you immediately. I was expecting more of that from your father, but he seemed to be spending time getting his bearings. Probably the better option, considering the fact this was all network-only.
Like I said, we got disconnected. Maybe he just wanted to get it out while he had someone he trusted to talk about it with.
I'm extremely familiar with canine pack behavior, so I can help Malcolm with that. I'm not certain if my knowledge will match up with Lark's reality, but it'll probably be close.
[Shaw sighs, and lowers herself to the floor too, crouching behind Bear and stroking a hand over his back. She wishes she could give a nice, easy answer, but--]
Yeah. Root being here is, too. Both of them make this place feel less real.
[She closes her eyes, exhaling.]
But it's a trade-off that's worth it. Having them is worth it.
[ Will melts a little under the kiss, fingers rubbing where he can reach on Malcolm's shoulder. ]
He would've found you interesting, immediately. Would've tested to what you would and wouldn't respond to, which questions you liked asking. He'd do his best to make you feel like you were in charge of the conversation.
I couldn't tell if Martin was trying anything in particular. I'm wondering if he felt at a loss with the limited access and information he had...
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