[He's not nailed worse things in worse ways, okay. Just. Cut him a break, Goddamn.
Though...aha....ha.............haaaaaaa, the idea of any one of Baltimore's crowd here being considered not dangerous is something he's still surprised by, constantly. Every time it comes up, he has to remind himself. And then promptly grab the counter and take a deep breath as soon as no one else is around to see it. Does this count as an interview???]
Don't see why he wouldn't talk to you if you contacted him. [As long as Clark did not ask or mention Will too much (maybe not at all), Gideon was probably fed up with questions about Will Graham and his soul and whatever the fuck else.] Little reason not to.
[No mention of whoever Clark knows because, hell, if Gideon was up to any in-home tricks, he's sure they would know. The only other thing he can think of has something to do with manners, thanks to Gideon's condition and just.
He's.
Not really in a position to talk about politeness at the moment, is he? Clark's eyeroll might be audible if he did.
Then I have little reason not to contact the man, do I?
[How about the fact that Freddie, who's known for fearlessly interviewing psychopaths like Lunatic and being unafraid of the risks, is telling him not? Just because Lois's brand of journalism could be summarized with a mix of 'YOLO' and 'You can win a Pulitzer posthumously so might as well' it doesn't mean he has to follow his footsteps.
But he never listens.]
It's been a pleasure talking to you again, Mr Graham. Thank you for all the help, really- and I'm sorry for any missunderstanding I might have caused. [Pls don't tell Freddie I ruined things?]
[Ah, but Freddie is biased. Freddie is very, very biased. It's not too much of a risky thing if he looks at it that way, is it? Will certainly doesn't find it a bad thing, won't make a move to protest. There are worse things to suggest and encourage other than attempted discussion with Abel Gideon, other than not listening to everything Freddie Lounds might or might not say about the Baltimore crowd.
Sometimes it pays not to listen; you go, Clark.
Has it really been a pleasure? Has it really??? Arguing otherwise would only work against him rather than for him. Clark might be doing nothing other than being polite with that one, and who is he to discourage politeness? Rudeness...that's simply not to be tolerated. Now what would Hannibal say?
Wait no.]
You're welcome, Clark, and nothing to apologize for. [Less Hannibal, still polite, usage of first name, permission to use Will, please call him Will. A+, he deserves whiskey.] Good luck with finding what you need, too.
[Ugh he can't hang up with that one why can't he just hang up on that why is it so difficult to just say goodbye, he hasn't—oh God, it's the most wonderful time of the year for ending uncomfortable conversations without being completely awkward, isn't it? IT IS.]
Happy holidays.
[NAILED IT? MAYBE. Maybe he nailed it, but either way: that's all there is to it, click, goodbye, not telling Freddie Lounds shit.]
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Though...aha....ha.............haaaaaaa, the idea of any one of Baltimore's crowd here being considered not dangerous is something he's still surprised by, constantly. Every time it comes up, he has to remind himself. And then promptly grab the counter and take a deep breath as soon as no one else is around to see it. Does this count as an interview???]
Don't see why he wouldn't talk to you if you contacted him. [As long as Clark did not ask or mention Will too much (maybe not at all), Gideon was probably fed up with questions about Will Graham and his soul and whatever the fuck else.] Little reason not to.
[No mention of whoever Clark knows because, hell, if Gideon was up to any in-home tricks, he's sure they would know. The only other thing he can think of has something to do with manners, thanks to Gideon's condition and just.
He's.
Not really in a position to talk about politeness at the moment, is he? Clark's eyeroll might be audible if he did.
Ruined shit as per usual.]
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[How about the fact that Freddie, who's known for fearlessly interviewing psychopaths like Lunatic and being unafraid of the risks, is telling him not? Just because Lois's brand of journalism could be summarized with a mix of 'YOLO' and 'You can win a Pulitzer posthumously so might as well' it doesn't mean he has to follow his footsteps.
But he never listens.]
It's been a pleasure talking to you again, Mr Graham. Thank you for all the help, really- and I'm sorry for any missunderstanding I might have caused. [Pls don't tell Freddie I ruined things?]
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Sometimes it pays not to listen; you go, Clark.
Has it really been a pleasure? Has it really??? Arguing otherwise would only work against him rather than for him. Clark might be doing nothing other than being polite with that one, and who is he to discourage politeness? Rudeness...that's simply not to be tolerated. Now what would Hannibal say?
Wait no.]
You're welcome, Clark, and nothing to apologize for. [Less Hannibal, still polite, usage of first name, permission to use Will, please call him Will. A+, he deserves whiskey.] Good luck with finding what you need, too.
[Ugh he can't hang up with that one why can't he just hang up on that why is it so difficult to just say goodbye, he hasn't—oh God, it's the most wonderful time of the year for ending uncomfortable conversations without being completely awkward, isn't it? IT IS.]
Happy holidays.
[NAILED IT? MAYBE. Maybe he nailed it, but either way: that's all there is to it, click, goodbye, not telling Freddie Lounds shit.]