infomodder | IC contact [Mask or Menace]

Fine, I won't open the door.

[ not "fine, you're right" or "fine, i have more to lose" because she stubborn enough to be unwilling to admit the former and she doesn't actually believe the latter. she's a survivor, yes, but it doesn't mean she actually wants to keep going through it. ]

[Fine, you're right, sir. Dad-isms all up in here.]

Good to hear it. If you need help shutting what you've opened already, let me know.

I can do it. I don't want you to wind up in Tattlecrime again.

I'll be in Tattlecrime in some way or another no matter what I do or do not do. You have no sway on that. I have no sway on that. Don't let that stop you if you feel like you need back up.

It's Freddie Lounds. Least likely to probably murder me. I'll be fine, promise. And I know who John Lennon is, I'm not that young.

Is that all you wanted to talk to me about, then?

[Hannibal gave Will a chance to get everything out on the table once, one he has yet to experience but still would not take. Abigail's getting one, too.

Only...Will is not going to do anything like what Hannibal did if she doesn't take it. So.]

Should there be more?

[ she did say she would talk to him, just not then when she could use emotional trauma as an excuse. it doesn't mean she's itching to say "oh btw i've been alive for three months". or anything else. what if will stops liking her. ]

I can't say that I know.

[He is pretty much Jon Snow right now.]

I figured Chilton wouldn't be the first to spill if you socked him.

[Weeh weeh an eighteen-year-old girl punched me in the face Will what is up with her did not scream competence. It also might have screamed so you should punch the other side of it because clearly I went too far.]

You told me not to punch him.

[ HAS HER WHOLE LIFE BEEN A LIE???? because she'll do it, but will told her not to. :( ]

I know I know more than you. Would you believe me if I said I shouldn't tell you because it's not safe?

I'd prefer it if you didn't, I would. And if you did it, say, in front of people, you'd run a bigger risk of legal ramifications if he went that route and you had actually punched him as opposed to a slap or something lesser.

[So basically what he's saying is that Will does not approve of violent reactions to words, but if it has to happen and she can reel it back to something not too bad and not too public, then he can't really fault her for it. Who could?

If Chilton is going to be a douchebag to Abigail Hobbs, then the least terrible action he can get for it is her slapping him in the face. (What a great mental image.) He can deal with it or put himself there for further punishment. Or he could not be a douchebag to Abigail Hobbs.

He has options, okay, and plenty of them don't result in potential Ripper provocations.]

Yes. When I first got here, I knew more than Chilton or Gideon, and it was just the three of us. Chilton did tell me I'd been here before, but I don't know anything about that. Chilton hadn't been gutted, Gideon hadn't been shot, and I would not have told either of them much because those two are a powder keg. [Also brought to light that Will was totally Chilton's patient and he was not so feverish and out of it that he could not realize how bad an idea dropping that bomb would be.] I actually lied to the both of them about important events. Thought it safer for all of us. I would have kept it up if they hadn't gotten dragged back.

[And he would not have felt too bad about it, either. Finding out Gideon attacked Chilton here was more of a "well no shit" moment than a "IF I HAD ONLY COME CLEAN AND CONFESSED IT ALL THIS COULD HAVE BEEN PREVENTED!!!!" One can only learn so much and live, after all.

Including Will.]

[ it takes a long time for her reply to come. a long time. like she might have taken a nap because it's almost an hour. ]

I want to tell you. But it's dangerous. For both of us.

[ for months, staying alive was just because she was the surprise. and she knew that, she knew that hannibal was keeping her around and keeping her hidden until his agenda played out. will was just supposed to say yes, agree to go with hannibal and everyone would have been safe. but he was a good person, he wasn't like abigail, he couldn't push aside his own morals and values to ensure his own survival. it wasn't his fault, she doesn't blame him for his choice. it was still hannibal who called her father, hannibal who killed marissa, persuaded abigail to hide nick's body, cut off her ear to frame will, kept her hidden away for months, killed the only person that discovered her, persuaded her to take care of alana. it was always hannibal.

but it was hannibal who kept her alive those three months. fed her, clothed her, talked to her, kept her company, taught her to cook. she can't pretend she's not attached to him even though she knows that she shouldn't be. she was still attached to her father too. she doesn't want hannibal upset with her, she doesn't want to be expendable. and as much as she wants to tell will all of this, as much as she wishes she could just blurt it out...

she wants to stay alive.

and she never, ever wants to see the look on will's face when he finds out who killed alana bloom. ]

I don't want you to get hurt because of me.

[Good person? Will might have to argue that. Will Graham who found out that not only had Abigail Hobbs killed Nicholas Boyle, but that Hannibal Lecter had known about it, and rather than tell anyone when it came out, what had he done? He shook his head, he let the both of them off, he heard Lecter tell him that they were her fathers and had to serve her, let that voice drive home that it had to happen.

Will had knowingly let loved ones go without justice or information on the deaths of two murdered siblings all for the sake of keeping Abigail as far out of the spotlight in the way her father had been. And then, with the arrest, with all that had happened in this mess of a world, he knew that of all the things he had let slip, none of them were about any of Abigail's crimes.

He'd been told that he was exonerated. He was not guilty, he was let out of prison.

The Boyles had two children taken from them, and Will had served to withhold closure, give closure as the accused murderer of Cassie, and then taken it all away by being cleared. What sort of torment must they have gone through for it, for his refusal to let Abigail take any blame?

He was fully aware of it. He was fully aware of just how not good he'd be if the stakes were right, meaning wrong...for someone else. He's never slept well in the first place. If he's lost any over that, it's possible he'd be none the wiser.

His reply takes no time at all.]

How about we make an agreement, in that case. You tell me what you feel comfortable telling me. If I ask you something that you don't feel comfortable answering, don't lie. Just tell me you don't want to answer. No explanation, no sorry, just that you're not answering it. [Though that might get a little awkward if someone overhears it, wouldn't it?] Or say "raspberry" or "she sells seashells by the seashore" or something.

[It's easier to get her to not say she's sorry if he can get her to say something else, anything else, something that might actually be silly.]

Okay.

[ and then when everything does come out she can say sorry. and all those apologies when she was crying against his shoulder will make sense. ]

Raspberries. No lies. No book. No punching Chilton in the face.

[That'll do, doge. That'll do.

If it's all for her own good (and it is), why does it twist his stomach and give him that unsteady sinking feeling?

(He knows why.)]

Okay. [That word again, walk down memory lane of not being okay.] You can get his goat without physically lashing out, Abigail. I know he is not very pleased if boxed wine finds its way into "his" fridge, for one thing.

[Getting his goat is better than getting his gut, and Will did not believe for a second that terribly inferior boxed wine was enough to truly aggravate. And if it was: well, it's in a Goddman box. Don't drink it.

He has no idea how April managed it, but leaving the boxes visible is harmless. And something that Abigail can do, far preferable to violence. He didn't speak to Hans much at all, never got asked about building a snowman, but he does not want to bury a body. They need to avoid that, please.]

So, presumably, boxed wine finding it's way into his wine bottles would be equally bothersome?

[ they make automatic wine bottle fillers. they even sink the cork in. hannibal made his own beer, abigail picked up some things when she was his guest. using this knowledge to harass a psychiatrist instead of making people wine is probably much more mentally sound. ]

[GODDAMNIT NO]

Chilton was abducted and cut open, had his organs pulled out of him, managed to stay alive with the help of Freddie pumping air into him. [Cut open is better than gutting, perhaps?] It's a miracle he didn't die before they got him to the hospital. That sort of damage can't ever be undone. Difficult to recover from. According to him, he has trouble with digestion. It may be far more bothersome. Not equally.

[Will doesn't buy it, that along with proteins and particular fibers, crappy wine reacts the same way. But since he planted the idea in her and she took it to the next level, best to do what he can to stamp it out.

Dietary restrictions are important. Bonus since it could lead back to Will having mentioned it, suggested it, having gone that extra step and secured Abigail to do the real dirty work. Boxed wine may not be an ear, but it still hits him in a way that he can't like.

He hopes she gets it because he needs to be wearing his own shoes as much as possible.]

[ there's another long pause.

really, it's lucky he explained chilton's injuries because they sound so familiar and she can see it so clearly. but it's not chilton she sees, but will slumped against the cabinets, hands pressed to his abdomen before they reached out to press against her throat. third time he saved her life and she can't even thank him for it. ]

Fine.

[He wants to ask, but he has a feeling it'll get him berried in return.

He had the ability to ask questions for months and never had, had pieces he did not put together because he had the feeling it would be healthier for him, personally, not to. That he could be something closer to happy without knowing.

But with Abigail, he's wondering if it's not better for her to have someone to say it all to, someone who won't try to pick apart anything she did in her final hours and compare her to her father. Someone who won't prod her mind.

Dangerous for both of them, no matter how they swing it. Isn't that history repeating itself, too?]

Freddie and I talked about you when we went out for drinks.

[Because refusing to answer Abigail's question was rude.]

Why?

And what about?

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Because we care about you.

[He and Freddie are something of a "we" in more ways than one now, which is not lost on him.]

And it was about what sort of care that included.

[Care like real care or care like "I care but if you fuck this up I will kill you"—typical stuff.]

???? [ translation: ELABORATE PLEASE. ] And what sort of care does that include?

[Elaborating is tricky. Ugh.]

That I won't try to keep you from her, for one thing. And she won't try to keep you from me.

[It was like a custody battle is what he's saying.]

I can't decide if it's cute or insulting that either of you thought you could try.

[ she doesn't throw shade, she casts eclipses. ]

[If she wants to go this route, they can totally go this route. Tough love and all.]

About how I felt when she told me you said something about how she needed to be nicer to me. [You wanna go kiddo we're going we're going to Minnesota so help me] Unless she was lying about that?

I asked her not to be rude about you because you don't deserve it, that's not the same thing and you know it. She treats you like a criminal.

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