Will laughs in disbelief when told how people 'like' him- yeah, they like themselves mirrored back at them. No one likes him long term, not once they really know him. No one but Malcolm and one other.
But that's not where Malcolm goes with it. In response, Will's tone is more casual- almost cold, as he continues the thought. "And the other half wanted to fuck you, Malcolm. You don't even know, you don't see how people see you. Not when it's any good. But I do, and I know every moment I'm not by your side, someone will want to swoop in and take you away from me."
His hand is on Malcolm's shoulder now, but it's gripping perhaps a little too tightly. "Neal, Norton, John Rambo, they all know you're mine now. But how long until that fails? How long until someone doesn't realize that ring means they keep their dirty hands off you?" Does he need to stake a bigger claim?
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But that's not where Malcolm goes with it. In response, Will's tone is more casual- almost cold, as he continues the thought. "And the other half wanted to fuck you, Malcolm. You don't even know, you don't see how people see you. Not when it's any good. But I do, and I know every moment I'm not by your side, someone will want to swoop in and take you away from me."
His hand is on Malcolm's shoulder now, but it's gripping perhaps a little too tightly. "Neal, Norton, John Rambo, they all know you're mine now. But how long until that fails? How long until someone doesn't realize that ring means they keep their dirty hands off you?" Does he need to stake a bigger claim?