IC contact [Mask or Menace]

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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone ]

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[OH THANK JESUS CHRIST except wait]

Are you actually calling me off?

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It's the only way he'll succumb to a personal meeting.

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Do you want me to tag along for this personal meeting or just go home?

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That depends.

Did you track down Pinkman?

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I wouldn't call what I did tracking him down. We met at Xavier's to talk about it in person after I sent him a text, that's all.

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How civil. And? What conclusion did you come to?

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I concluded that he was a dead end in regards to White's current location, he was likely to inform White about my role in the matter, and then I went about my way.

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Did you get any sense of Pinkman's mental state?

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Protective, paranoid, weary.

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He lives in a corner he doesn't believe he can escape and he's accepted that.

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[There's a reason Will doesn't want to give away much more. He didn't even want to talk about his discussion with Pinkman at all, but he's stuck in the middle of nowhere and he really, really, really wants to go home. He wants this over, he'll comply to get that or work to have more details for April, and Will Graham feels the weariness in his bones that he felt in Jesse Pinkman's words. Very much a meeting of the dogs.]

Good enough?

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Good enough.

[A part of him was worried, of course. That Will empathized with Pinkman. A part of him that he ushered into quiet because Chilton needed to trust Will at some point.]

Then I suppose I ought to call you off Walt. Especially if you believe the Pinkman lead is futile.

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So I can go home? That's what you want me to do?

[If he gets the all clear, he'll be pleased as punch. He'll pay to get to Heropa as quickly as possible. But if Chilton wants someone waiting outside of wherever this personal meeting is happening, either to keep a sharp eye and ear out or simply to make sure he walks away at a certain time, well, he just needs to give him the word. April might not like it much but eh. She hasn't liked this entire thing and apparently if Will goes out of town he gets a fantastic new gallery of pictures of her, so...how does he lose if he takes one more detour at Chilton's request, really?]

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I can't have you around when I deal with Walt. I will compensate you, of course, for all your traveling expenses.

You scared him, Will. We've rattled his cage. It was well worth it.

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NOW you tell me. I've been camping to save on expenses. There won't be much more than one night in a motel and the plane ticket I'm about to purchase.

[Chilton can probably figure Will's approach wasn't completely tied up in the money factor, more doing his thing. Being with nature, after he and White had discussed it. Lone wolf on the prowl, in his element, surrounded by birds, bugs, sun, and sky. The man who'd once been confined to a small cell in Chilton's hospital was definitely going to take advantage of any bit of freedom he could.]

But if you think it actually helped, I won't put up a fight about how you don't have to reimburse me. I can bring receipts to our next session. Plan for it to run long, too. We have a lot of ground to cover.

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Not my intention at all.

[Such lies. But he considers it banter, because it's Will Graham, and luxury isn't inherent to the man's bones.]

Our next session. Why don't we move it to Sunday? You have busier Saturdays, it seems.

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Sunday actually sounds great, thank you. I could use the extra day.

[To lay in bed with April, to scour off all the nature, to make up for leaving Jeff in charge of the cooking, to fall asleep on the couch with Abigail, to get back in the garden with Grey, to have additional downtime as he wavers on how to go about discussing matching scars.

Deals with the devil.

Deals with the devil gone wrong.]

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We're agreed, then.

See you Sunday at four in the afternoon. My office, as per usual.

[Walt would dominate Saturday, and Chilton would likely confess some of that to Will when they next met.]