Unfair as it is, Will is still trying to hold onto his mind because he wants to remember this. Whether Whale does or not is of no importance, which he recognizes and promptly decides to not focus on. He's hoped for worse things, wanted worse things, but there's this curiosity running through him about how they combine when this sort of problem isn't tearing through all of Asgard. Does Whale retain these memories and face them daily, is this something of a separate personality...?
There's also no concern given to the fact that Victor seems to find him somewhat useless at the moment. His knowledge of death runs deep, but when it comes to reanimating the dead...he can't do it. No one can, or so he thought. Victor gives him That Face and Will just lifts an eyebrow, almost expecting him to say as much.]
Call up one of the other people in Baldr. [This suggestion is hideously sick, he knows. He's dealing with Frankenstein, though. He might not be such an awful person to say this in front of (and, honestly, Will's thought of similar before; getting it out a bit without worrying about being slammed in prison later on down the road is appealing).] They've got the skills to. Grow things back. Might be able to get one strong enough that they could keep it beating while you...
[He waves a hand, halfway gesturing to the rabbit, halfway trying to verbalize it.]
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Unfair as it is, Will is still trying to hold onto his mind because he wants to remember this. Whether Whale does or not is of no importance, which he recognizes and promptly decides to not focus on. He's hoped for worse things, wanted worse things, but there's this curiosity running through him about how they combine when this sort of problem isn't tearing through all of Asgard. Does Whale retain these memories and face them daily, is this something of a separate personality...?
There's also no concern given to the fact that Victor seems to find him somewhat useless at the moment. His knowledge of death runs deep, but when it comes to reanimating the dead...he can't do it. No one can, or so he thought. Victor gives him That Face and Will just lifts an eyebrow, almost expecting him to say as much.]
Call up one of the other people in Baldr. [This suggestion is hideously sick, he knows. He's dealing with Frankenstein, though. He might not be such an awful person to say this in front of (and, honestly, Will's thought of similar before; getting it out a bit without worrying about being slammed in prison later on down the road is appealing).] They've got the skills to. Grow things back. Might be able to get one strong enough that they could keep it beating while you...
[He waves a hand, halfway gesturing to the rabbit, halfway trying to verbalize it.]
...do your thing.