so here it comes, all of it spilling out like great big flashing signs set up to point out that one tiny detail that he doesn't n e e d of course he doesn't need it but which doesn't make it any less tantalising when framed with the secrets that aren't quite enough. oh, but Will's just as tempted, isn't he? and so very good with words. leaks laid out here and there have caught his notice and here they are, laid out, subtly obvious (depends on who you ask). maybe it won't be worth Will's secrets but - but then again, how would he know?
how do you rate your secrets against another's when those secrets are stored in blacked out casing? more to the point, why should Jim bother hiding his when he's absolutely nothing left to lose.
he thinks for a moment, two, three. can't find a single thing he'd rather not say, a single real reason not to say it. but this isn't much of a business transaction, he's got no snare to put Will in and there's no guarantee he'll have any use for him if the man ever does put neck in a noose and hand Jim the rope. so it's a game, then. a purely personal game.
the question is, to play or not to? ]
Pardon me, Will, but you're hardly necessary. [ it's not a dismissal: you are recreation. it's all recreation for a dead man walking. ] But I'll give you three questions if you want them. In exchange for a peek at what's necessary.
[ ... hey, would you look at that! seems like he feels like playing afterall. ]
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so here it comes, all of it spilling out like great big flashing signs set up to point out that one tiny detail that he doesn't n e e d of course he doesn't need it but which doesn't make it any less tantalising when framed with the secrets that aren't quite enough. oh, but Will's just as tempted, isn't he? and so very good with words. leaks laid out here and there have caught his notice and here they are, laid out, subtly obvious (depends on who you ask). maybe it won't be worth Will's secrets but - but then again, how would he know?
how do you rate your secrets against another's when those secrets are stored in blacked out casing? more to the point, why should Jim bother hiding his when he's absolutely nothing left to lose.
he thinks for a moment, two, three. can't find a single thing he'd rather not say, a single real reason not to say it. but this isn't much of a business transaction, he's got no snare to put Will in and there's no guarantee he'll have any use for him if the man ever does put neck in a noose and hand Jim the rope. so it's a game, then. a purely personal game.
the question is, to play or not to? ]
Pardon me, Will, but you're hardly necessary. [ it's not a dismissal: you are recreation. it's all recreation for a dead man walking. ] But I'll give you three questions if you want them. In exchange for a peek at what's necessary.
[ ... hey, would you look at that! seems like he feels like playing afterall. ]