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What sort of unfortunate?

[if this is due to gun lessons he's going to need to rethink his gift-giving skills]

A sordid breed of unfortunate. Sasha is under your care, is she not? Sasha Blouse?

Not in the same legal capacity since she's had a birthday, but...

[Do either of us care about legality at this point?]

...yes. What's happened?

She and Reggie Mantle happened. Reggie, my staffer. They --

[A beat.]

Well have you given her "the talk"? Because her world is so primitive that they have not conceived psychology as a science, and I am not sure what to do.

[Reggie and Sasha had sex.

And Frederick Chilton is a dirty gossip.]

[Their kids are mingling. This is all wrong. This world is terrible.]

Reggie Mantle. [Chilton's question may get answered later, it's very clear that Will is choosing to focus on the young man in question. Like a dad.] That kid who asked what we hated, took her to a seafood buffet [nearly spat, the idea classless even to Will Graham, much more now] for a date, then turned around and kissed her roommate?

[Well. If Chilton knows this, he probably knows about all that, too, right? No harm no foul. No dirt is being dished.]

Anybody else he's played kiss and tell with other than you?

[He's not even masking the levels of dislike that are suddenly being maxed out in Reggie's direction and if Chilton thought the only worry here was does Sasha know how babies are made he was really really wrong.]

What? Kissed her roommate? All I knew about were his two other sexual engagements and -- oh. Wait.

[Chilton is a terrible father figure.]

I think those were before his sexual engagement with Miss Blouse.

[As if that made it any better.]

And I am Reggie's sole confidante. The poor fellow hasn't many friends. You understand.

[...or not. Whoops. Everything right now is just whoops.]

If he's out there fucking half the town [two people is totally half the town when it comes to young women he cares about, okay, he'll admit it's exaggeration later on] then he should know about protection even if she doesn't. Shouldn't he?

[He's grasping for something good here, obviously.]

Do you have reason to think he wouldn't use it?

Oh, I really do not think that half is a fair estimate. Maybe a quarter? He has yet to formally refine his tastes.

[The follow up question caused Chilton to pause, even cringe.]

Well. He likes neither children nor dogs. I can't see why Reggie would have neglected proper protection, surely that isn't a realistic fear.

[A beat.]

Hopefully. Anyway, he'll know better for next time.

[Next time. NEXT TIME.

NEXT TIME!!]

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It's like hell being played in his ears.]

Hopefully? [Oh no, no no, that's not going to fly.] Hopefully my ass, Frederick. If you don't sit that boy down and make damn sure he knows better for next time with anyone, I'll do it myself.

[It will be very thorough. And very thoroughly strange coming from, well. Basically a stranger.

But he doesn't care because the point is that Frederick can't call him, ask if he gave the talk, and then just roll on out like this! He can protect his pets or give them up to Crotchety Dad, there is no middle ground.]

Will. Please. While your emotional disruption with regards to your adoptive ward -- legality notwithstanding, mind -- is fascinating to observe, I certainly do not want this to become an issue.

[At long last, Chilton saunters to Reggie's defense.]

I can ensure his grasp on the implications is highly well-informed. [The hospital had an HR department, didn't it? Surely that would do.] And Reggie will meet your undoubtedly rational threshold.

I only thought you would like to know.

[Well, that clams him up. He is, of course, a salty, perhaps too old for proper eating clam. Like one might expect at a seafood buffet. But calling Will out, rightfully so, for emotional disruption is akin to waving a big juicy sausage in front of a distracted dog. Gets his attention real quick.]

You thought I would like to know.

[About his adoptive ward's (he's not even going to bother denying that) probably disappointing sexual affairs. He thought Will would like to know. Like or should? But that means, then this is...]

No agenda. Just...conversation.

[Because if he had been keen on Reggie getting a call, or Will pushing past, he wouldn't go so far as to ensure this would be taken care of, even if it came with a jab about Will's mindset, would he? He wouldn't lay hands on the situation once Will had escalated it and redirect him back to the chill out stage, would he? He'd simply let him off the leash, in one way or another, right?]

Won't be an issue if you hold up your end. You've staked your claim. [Reggie Mantle: Chilton approved and property of Chilton.] I can respect that.

[But this just leaves the same sort of wonder he had about Raina at first. What's wrong with Reggie Mantle? Chilton keeping wholly normal company wasn't easy to imagine. Hopefully this subordinate isn't a fan of serial killers because Will doesn't need another one, thanks, but he can't help being curious what this says about Reggie.]

[Just this link.]

:)

Jawesome

Omg no. I'm done. I'm moving out.

i cant find abigail

me either

:(

what happened

i saw her yesterday

Bye.

[There's a slight delay before he sends Grey one of the absolutely saddest texts he's ever shot off.]

i dont know

[Jeff finds himself linked to this.

And Will won't be answering.

Presumably until dinner when he gets A Look, of course.]

[ He has searched all her haunts. Everywhere he knows she might go, even the places that are rare for her. There's no sign. There's no sign anywhere, and if Will doesn't know either, then - ]

porter ?

I know, man. I know.

[There will be the most winning of smiles over the dinner table.]

possibly its happened before and shes come back

i know

so

we wait .

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