[ Clattering around in the kitchen, drawing down two mugs that he had already cleaned of dust and debris Will responded to Malcolm first. ]
I did wake up from that in my own world. [ He clarified. ] There is more to the story, I was just pausing to let you and the Marshall process and to get coffee.
[ Which is what he set about doing, silently for a few minutes almost exactly like an instructor who takes a pause knowing his students will have to wait on him. Only after the water had heated did he start to talk again. ]
After I was released from the hospital, I began to work on a small ocean going boat I picked up cheap in Baltimore Harbor. [ And they were off to the races once more.
Will continued to talk, picking up that calm cadence yet again as he brought Raylan his coffee (sorry no cream or sugar) and went back to sit down. It was time for the tale of chasing Hannibal across the ocean and everything that had happened in Europe.
Will didn't shy away from addressing his conflicted emotions. Talked about his hallucination of Abigail and how he understood it to be that part of his psyche that had wanted to run with Hannibal. He spoke in those same soft and level tones about finding Hannibal, about being shot and then Hannibal's plan to cut open his head and feed his brains to Jack, Hannibal and Will himself until Will eventually died.
Showed off the scar with a flick of his hair.
Then there was Verger and it is at this point that Will's voice changed a bit. The exhaustion and near disassociation of those times came into the story telling. Will had been so done.
He explained about his telling Hannibal he was done chasing him. How Hannibal ended up surrendering so Will would always know where he was and Will's absolute gee great feeling about that.
Then came the Molly and Walter years. Here Will perked back up and though there was sadness and grief underlying the words there was also genuine love and happiness. Living up on the mountain with his dogs and his small family. Teaching Walter how to fish, Molly's powerful personality and their similar opinion on rescuing strays. There is definitely a sense that Will had let Molly lead them in life and had been happy to stay on his mountain as something of a house husband.
Three years of peace.
Till the day a letter arrived from the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, and Jack Crawford drove up the mountain to find Will. ]
He needed help with the Dragon. I told him I wanted nothing to do with it. In fact I refused to let him even into the house. [ Will tapped the side of his mug. ]
Molly invited him to stay for dinner. When I was out with Walter and the dogs, Jack showed her the pictures of a happy families: dead families. Molly never could stand by and let bad things happen, she always wanted to save the world. That's why we had a house full of dogs. I expect it was part of what drew her to me in the first place.
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I did wake up from that in my own world. [ He clarified. ] There is more to the story, I was just pausing to let you and the Marshall process and to get coffee.
[ Which is what he set about doing, silently for a few minutes almost exactly like an instructor who takes a pause knowing his students will have to wait on him. Only after the water had heated did he start to talk again. ]
After I was released from the hospital, I began to work on a small ocean going boat I picked up cheap in Baltimore Harbor. [ And they were off to the races once more.
Will continued to talk, picking up that calm cadence yet again as he brought Raylan his coffee (sorry no cream or sugar) and went back to sit down. It was time for the tale of chasing Hannibal across the ocean and everything that had happened in Europe.
Will didn't shy away from addressing his conflicted emotions. Talked about his hallucination of Abigail and how he understood it to be that part of his psyche that had wanted to run with Hannibal. He spoke in those same soft and level tones about finding Hannibal, about being shot and then Hannibal's plan to cut open his head and feed his brains to Jack, Hannibal and Will himself until Will eventually died.
Showed off the scar with a flick of his hair.
Then there was Verger and it is at this point that Will's voice changed a bit. The exhaustion and near disassociation of those times came into the story telling. Will had been so done.
He explained about his telling Hannibal he was done chasing him. How Hannibal ended up surrendering so Will would always know where he was and Will's absolute gee great feeling about that.
Then came the Molly and Walter years. Here Will perked back up and though there was sadness and grief underlying the words there was also genuine love and happiness. Living up on the mountain with his dogs and his small family. Teaching Walter how to fish, Molly's powerful personality and their similar opinion on rescuing strays. There is definitely a sense that Will had let Molly lead them in life and had been happy to stay on his mountain as something of a house husband.
Three years of peace.
Till the day a letter arrived from the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, and Jack Crawford drove up the mountain to find Will. ]
He needed help with the Dragon. I told him I wanted nothing to do with it. In fact I refused to let him even into the house. [ Will tapped the side of his mug. ]
Molly invited him to stay for dinner. When I was out with Walter and the dogs, Jack showed her the pictures of a happy families: dead families. Molly never could stand by and let bad things happen, she always wanted to save the world. That's why we had a house full of dogs. I expect it was part of what drew her to me in the first place.
She told me I needed to go. She needed me to go.