[Why is Jaydn kid being so hesitant about this, Will's patience is wearing thin.]
I'm sure. [If anyone gets shot or shanked for this, it'll be Will. And he's already dealt with being shot and nearly disemboweled/gutted, he'll be fine. Baltimore's world has a mutation of human known as Homo recovers from fucking everything, my God. Grumble grumble, finishes off that granola bar, makes a ball out of the wrapper, and tosses it into the trash.] Wouldn't've offered if I wasn't.
[Jayden is unsure if he can trust Will Graham. He's been unsure of this for awhile now. But he grabs the bag and conceals it inside his hoodie. Part of him just wants to say goodbye and leave because Will looks busy, but... he did disappear and come back injured not long ago. So he stalls by the door, shifting his weight from foot to foot, looking down.]
So, um, did you ever figure out why Yuri gave you that book?
[Well now, there is one question Will wasn't expecting. His focus turns to Jayden and Jayden only, lips twisted. Words have meaning, agenda. It's never a bad idea to taste an answer before he spits it out.]
I think it had to do with it being by a Russian author and easily accessible in English. It's not a book I'd find boring or unable to read due to the way it was written. [For other reasons, sure. Will Graham may pretend to be a lowly fisherman who is not much outside of it, but Yuri knows him to be smart. Capable of enjoying books written in certain styles others might find boring or bothersome.] I gave him a copy of To Kill A Mockingbird in return.
[This for that: misery that was warranted versus misery that was not warranted. Sharing their respective homes, stories from them. He shifts in his seat, crossing his legs in a way that's less Will Graham and more...respectable. What one might expect from a doctor about to hear their life story.]
Thanks for humoring me when I asked about it, though.
[Despite trying to be the adult in the situation and despite how he has come to actually enjoy and appreciate Yuri instead of the exact opposite, Will can't help but let out the shortest excuse for a laugh there ever was.]
[Jayden's not the only one who finds it find, and Will's face does a poor job of keeping that at bay. Whoops. Maybe that bag of pot was fuller at the start of the day, who knows.]
[He shrugs one shoulder at that; come on, kid, he's not judging. This is approval! Will totally couldn't get away with that one, he's too old and ~wise~ and crap like that. Oh, the joy of youth.
To be young again...]
Isn't that just another part of friendship?
[Mutual suffering makes good friends into great ones. Provided that suffering is just sharing books and music and whatnot, as opposed to lethal assault.
[If it sounds a little lackluster in the sincerity department, it's all to do with the folder in Will's lap, the one he looks at with dread. It's not that he's displeased to see Jayden, no. It's just that, by Jayden leaving, Will now has to get back to work and he's not too keen on that. Adult responsibilities are a bitch and a half.]
Don't forget to...enjoy responsibly.
[Fake FBI duties fulfilled? Maybe? Whatever. He tried.]
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I'm sure. [If anyone gets shot or shanked for this, it'll be Will. And he's already dealt with being shot and nearly disemboweled/gutted, he'll be fine. Baltimore's world has a mutation of human known as Homo recovers from fucking everything, my God. Grumble grumble, finishes off that granola bar, makes a ball out of the wrapper, and tosses it into the trash.] Wouldn't've offered if I wasn't.
[You can trust me.]
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So, um, did you ever figure out why Yuri gave you that book?
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I think it had to do with it being by a Russian author and easily accessible in English. It's not a book I'd find boring or unable to read due to the way it was written. [For other reasons, sure. Will Graham may pretend to be a lowly fisherman who is not much outside of it, but Yuri knows him to be smart. Capable of enjoying books written in certain styles others might find boring or bothersome.] I gave him a copy of To Kill A Mockingbird in return.
[This for that: misery that was warranted versus misery that was not warranted. Sharing their respective homes, stories from them. He shifts in his seat, crossing his legs in a way that's less Will Graham and more...respectable. What one might expect from a doctor about to hear their life story.]
Thanks for humoring me when I asked about it, though.
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I gave him a book for Christmas, too. Maybe between the two of us we can get the stick out of his ass.
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What book?
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It was called something like, How to Make Friends and Influence People.
[He thought it was funny.]
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I'm sure he enjoyed that one.
[He better have, Goddamnit. It's genius.]
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[Hey man, no judgment. Maybe one day they can toke together if they ever get on the same page again.]
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To be young again...]
Isn't that just another part of friendship?
[Mutual suffering makes good friends into great ones. Provided that suffering is just sharing books and music and whatnot, as opposed to lethal assault.
The latter is not friendship ever. See? Wisdom!]
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[A small smile.]
Well, uh... good to see you.
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[If it sounds a little lackluster in the sincerity department, it's all to do with the folder in Will's lap, the one he looks at with dread. It's not that he's displeased to see Jayden, no. It's just that, by Jayden leaving, Will now has to get back to work and he's not too keen on that. Adult responsibilities are a bitch and a half.]
Don't forget to...enjoy responsibly.
[Fake FBI duties fulfilled? Maybe? Whatever. He tried.]
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Thanks, man.
[And with that, he's gone.]