[He gets another nod, another nudge. Everyone likes the guy who gives them free food, after all, and Will's content to finish his first drink and set it aside for a refill. Will gives a roll of his eyes, a don't we all at confession of falling prey. No matter how self-aware a person tries to be, missteps still happen. Mistakes are made. To err is human and all that. But the rest of Wells' view renders him less expressive, boils him down to something quiet, contemplative, and oddly at ease. Like he's speaking to him more personally than Wells realizes, whether or not he's still in doctor mode.]
Don't put your hand on a stove top and blame it when you get burned just because the coil wasn't red yet?
[He says lightly. Cliché it might be considered, his voice connects much more than just pulling out a trite phrase. He hasn't just been burned before—he knew it would happen and did it anyway. Some had been thrown across Hannibal's fire without any clue. Will had essentially jumped into the frying pan, and even though he blamed Hannibal for his actions (mostly), he couldn't deny that he'd known the danger and went ahead and done it anyway. Not that he's going to spill his guts about Hannibal, but if there's anyone who might have some empathy for those who put up pretenses about who and what they are while being the opposite, later to feel their own sense of betrayal...Wells is at the bar with him, for better or worse.
If that gives Wells the impression that Will's stag being docile and harmless was due to practice or a front in and of itself, and perhaps Will is the not-yet-red coil ready to burn people to a crisp, he can't help that.]
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Don't put your hand on a stove top and blame it when you get burned just because the coil wasn't red yet?
[He says lightly. Cliché it might be considered, his voice connects much more than just pulling out a trite phrase. He hasn't just been burned before—he knew it would happen and did it anyway. Some had been thrown across Hannibal's fire without any clue. Will had essentially jumped into the frying pan, and even though he blamed Hannibal for his actions (mostly), he couldn't deny that he'd known the danger and went ahead and done it anyway. Not that he's going to spill his guts about Hannibal, but if there's anyone who might have some empathy for those who put up pretenses about who and what they are while being the opposite, later to feel their own sense of betrayal...Wells is at the bar with him, for better or worse.
If that gives Wells the impression that Will's stag being docile and harmless was due to practice or a front in and of itself, and perhaps Will is the not-yet-red coil ready to burn people to a crisp, he can't help that.]