[As long as it doesn't end up like Mizumono, what's the harm in taking on patients who have shown that they want to completely destroy their psychiatrists, right?]
You took the queen. That still leaves rooks and bishops and knights. [Look, he knows chess, too! That also leaves pawns, and the king, but who cares about those? The former is disposable, the latter is a complete pain in the ass who's too spoiled rotten to run more than one square at a time when shit gets real.] In your opinion, does this Walter White believe he has control?
He seeks control. He's had it, once, but perhaps only briefly. I think perhaps he had suffered an existential crisis, given his medical history and narcissistic tendencies.
[Existential crisis. The last man who suffered one of those in Chilton's orbit soon lost his leg up.]
[He seeks control. Will stares at that for longer than he really needs to. It gives him more pause than given his medical history, which makes him. Well. Curious. Perhaps he can find it on the Network. And then dig up a chess board for their therapy session. Maybe Crane has one he can borrow, he's so kind.]
Got it. [Probably not bad if Will stays out, for a while. Last time he didn't help with that leg going up.] So is this for me to note, or do you want someone to call on him the way he sent this Schrader calling on you?
[If he ignores the familial ties, perhaps Chilton will, too.]
Would you? I mean I wasn't about to suggest that you do such.
[Which was a lie, and one that Will had probably already anticipated coming. But Chilton liked to keep up appearances, and facades could maintain decorum.]
His powers aren't the most interesting thing about him, which is not something that can be said about just anybody here. [Will, of course, doesn't fit into that "to be disdained" category.] Just don't let him touch you. Everything ought to be fine.
[Chilton wasn't about to let these little Walter White details loose, even if Will was his only actual ally in these parts.]
[Suddenly grateful he always wears long-sleeved plaid shirts. Just don't let him touch you. Time to cover up, if they run across each other in person.]
Duly noted. I'll ring him up in the next few days.
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You took the queen. That still leaves rooks and bishops and knights. [Look, he knows chess, too! That also leaves pawns, and the king, but who cares about those? The former is disposable, the latter is a complete pain in the ass who's too spoiled rotten to run more than one square at a time when shit gets real.] In your opinion, does this Walter White believe he has control?
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He seeks control. He's had it, once, but perhaps only briefly. I think perhaps he had suffered an existential crisis, given his medical history and narcissistic tendencies.
[Existential crisis. The last man who suffered one of those in Chilton's orbit soon lost his leg up.]
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Got it. [Probably not bad if Will stays out, for a while. Last time he didn't help with that leg going up.] So is this for me to note, or do you want someone to call on him the way he sent this Schrader calling on you?
[If he ignores the familial ties, perhaps Chilton will, too.]
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[Which was a lie, and one that Will had probably already anticipated coming. But Chilton liked to keep up appearances, and facades could maintain decorum.]
But since you're offering to make contact.
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I put the offer on the table, I'm not going to take it back.
Should I know anything about what he's got, as far as powers go?
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[Chilton wasn't about to let these little Walter White details loose, even if Will was his only actual ally in these parts.]
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Duly noted. I'll ring him up in the next few days.
[By ring he means text, of course.]
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[Somewhere within that gloating was a "thanks, Will".]
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[Will do because he's...Will. Hilarious.]