[We're. We. An us. How many times had he unknowingly been an us to a doctor who was playing God? Not that he finds trying to revive the dead anything like the work he does (did) back home, but it's still a similarity. He can separate them, sift them, put them in different boxes. Compartmentalizing is much easier now that his mind's not on fire.
He looks from Victor to the rabbit, taking in its tiny little body and now-shaved leg like it's nothing out of the usual. Nothing unsettling with a roommate who wants to revive a dead rabbit. Which, honestly, might be worse for Victor, might have him thinking he's been openly him all this time. He can't decide which is more unfair: dropping that he's been in something like hiding or playing along to keep him from being suspicious.
He's had his identity stolen from him before. And, ah, back to similarities again.
Monster to monster.]
It's small. Heart's small. [Captain Obvious, stated like it's the most astute observation he's ever made. He looks to the dog and, without any change in voice, blurts out:] We've got two big dogs here. Big hearts. We could use one of them.
[It's said so casually it might be thought that Will's killed dogs before, despite them all being his dogs. On the tail end of offering to kill a dog, he looks to Victor as if looking for advice on something trivial, doesn't hesitate, and continues.]
My heart would be bigger, wouldn't it? If you're going to blow out the power for everyone else, should do that for something. More substantial.
[He might have said more important had he thought he was as much. He'd never wanted to be too important. The more he'd become just that, the worse things had gotten for everyone he knew. In the grand scheme of Asgard, he wasn't important at all. Didn't want to be.
He has no idea about the truth of Frankenstein's "monster" or any fears Whale might have about him as a patient. If he did and remembered them, he wouldn't say it. But.
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He looks from Victor to the rabbit, taking in its tiny little body and now-shaved leg like it's nothing out of the usual. Nothing unsettling with a roommate who wants to revive a dead rabbit. Which, honestly, might be worse for Victor, might have him thinking he's been openly him all this time. He can't decide which is more unfair: dropping that he's been in something like hiding or playing along to keep him from being suspicious.
He's had his identity stolen from him before. And, ah, back to similarities again.
Monster to monster.]
It's small. Heart's small. [Captain Obvious, stated like it's the most astute observation he's ever made. He looks to the dog and, without any change in voice, blurts out:] We've got two big dogs here. Big hearts. We could use one of them.
[It's said so casually it might be thought that Will's killed dogs before, despite them all being his dogs. On the tail end of offering to kill a dog, he looks to Victor as if looking for advice on something trivial, doesn't hesitate, and continues.]
My heart would be bigger, wouldn't it? If you're going to blow out the power for everyone else, should do that for something. More substantial.
[He might have said more important had he thought he was as much. He'd never wanted to be too important. The more he'd become just that, the worse things had gotten for everyone he knew. In the grand scheme of Asgard, he wasn't important at all. Didn't want to be.
He has no idea about the truth of Frankenstein's "monster" or any fears Whale might have about him as a patient. If he did and remembered them, he wouldn't say it. But.
Ah. Here they are.]