He does not like that tone of voice, that much is obvious. If he was arrested for Fighting The Man by saving dolphins from Sea World or something else that anyone, in their right mind, could feel pride about? It would be different. But he wasn't and he's starting to see in Stiles what it might have been that Abigail saw in him, too:
He's alarmingly normal. Or, at least, capable of acting normal. Maybe he is as close to normal as they come. Maybe he's from somewhere as big a mess as Baltimore and he clings to normalcy where he can find it. And if there's one thing Will Graham can relate to, it's that search to be normal and what happens when it doesn't work out. The boot of the world crushing the life out of a kid who thought, for a split second, maybe he could deal with it. Learn the ropes. That he could eventually get invitations to Christmas parties and Never Have I Ever and any sort of party, really, as opposed to resorting to holing up away from the normal world because trying proved fruitless and exhausting and giving up? Can be so, so, so, so easy.
He is not supposed to like this kid. He is not supposed to peel back the veneer of a finally worn teenage boy suit and come away with anything appealing. Hell.
This is backfiring.]
For five murders. [Stated like fact from an old textbook as opposed to anything overly personal. Abigail's real father was a serial killer, why shouldn't her surrogate end up being an ex-convict?] I was set up, mind. If I'd actually done any of them, no one from our world [Abigail and he are a we, an us, an our, he is going to use that as much as possible.] would be very comfortable with me on the streets.
[Or might be comfortable with him on the streets as long as he was on a leash or might be comfortable on the streets right next to him, but that's giving away far too much.]
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He does not like that tone of voice, that much is obvious. If he was arrested for Fighting The Man by saving dolphins from Sea World or something else that anyone, in their right mind, could feel pride about? It would be different. But he wasn't and he's starting to see in Stiles what it might have been that Abigail saw in him, too:
He's alarmingly normal. Or, at least, capable of acting normal. Maybe he is as close to normal as they come. Maybe he's from somewhere as big a mess as Baltimore and he clings to normalcy where he can find it. And if there's one thing Will Graham can relate to, it's that search to be normal and what happens when it doesn't work out. The boot of the world crushing the life out of a kid who thought, for a split second, maybe he could deal with it. Learn the ropes. That he could eventually get invitations to Christmas parties and Never Have I Ever and any sort of party, really, as opposed to resorting to holing up away from the normal world because trying proved fruitless and exhausting and giving up? Can be so, so, so, so easy.
He is not supposed to like this kid. He is not supposed to peel back the veneer of a finally worn teenage boy suit and come away with anything appealing. Hell.
This is backfiring.]
For five murders. [Stated like fact from an old textbook as opposed to anything overly personal. Abigail's real father was a serial killer, why shouldn't her surrogate end up being an ex-convict?] I was set up, mind. If I'd actually done any of them, no one from our world [Abigail and he are a we, an us, an our, he is going to use that as much as possible.] would be very comfortable with me on the streets.
[Or might be comfortable with him on the streets as long as he was on a leash or might be comfortable on the streets right next to him, but that's giving away far too much.]