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[Note: Will is unlikely to use video unless there is a good need for it. He'd be more inclined to do text until he's made a substantial recovery and becomes more comfortable with voice.]

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you are speaking my language

[ex_galvanist88]

Of course the thought's there, [Whale responded, utterly befuddled and utterly grumpy.] Hannibal the cannibal. [It was too simple, too easy. Hannibal the cannibal and Hannibal the murderer, psychiatrist so he could spot the troubled patients that no one would miss, surgeon so he could know how best to remove organs, gourmet chef so he could cook the meat, tenderize it and make it taste less human. And then what? Serve it up in a casserole dish? Have reheated human for supper on the days when he worked late?

Needless to say, he's going to have to do a little investigation of his own. Just gently bring up Will Graham to Alana, see what she thinks, posing it as a concerned friend, someone who cares, not the man's doctor who is starting to worry ever so slightly that he's gotten in over his head. He was a surgeon, not a psychiatrist. He could help cure Will's encephalitis. He couldn't cure any mental diseases.

And then they're back to Victor Frankenstein, like Hannibal the cannibal was just a passing thought. And really, Whale's thankful that Will won't ask Regina any questions. Out of all the people here, she's the one that could damn him the fastest. After all, he ruined her life twice over--and that is not a subject Whale is fond of going into at the moment.]

Don't worry. As far as I'm concerned, none of this leaves this...bracelet. [He can't exactly say 'none of this leaves this room,' now can he. And he's sincere in his words: he won't mention Will's thoughts on Hannibal Lecter to anyone else. That being said, there wasn't anything wrong with getting a second opinion on the man himself, or confessing to Alana his doubts of Will's sanity...but that was an entirely different can of worms he needed to sort out before he could do anything.] But call me whatever you want. Most people call me Whale nowadays, but I'll answer to anything.

[Whale, Victor, Frankenstein, that asshole over there...]

rap and gaga?

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[Gourmet chef who hosted dinner parties, who had people over for dinner whenever he could, Hannibal the cannibal. He can't even pretend to smile, he just flat-out grimaces. No one was that out of their mind, were they? No one would do that. Why would they do that? It made no sense. The devil is in the details, and Will Graham has all the time here in Asgard to pick them apart. If Whale ends up asking Alana and she informs him of Lecter's love of sharing his food with others, then he can draw his own conclusions from that. No need for Will to just continue dumping everything on him. He's already chucked quite enough on him.

Besides, Will's not the one obsessed. He's not obsessed with Lecter. It's the other way around. Right? Of course it is.

He does have a little curiosity about Regina Mills and makes a note to look for her, but he won't mention Whale out of the blue (oh dear).]

Doctor Whale. [His lips twitch a little; this conversation has been so heavy that trying to work it into something light and humorous is actually physically difficult.] Also known as the guy I can hit up when I have a little too much to drink and can't stop singing The Police so I just have to share the experience.

[One day, it will happen. That's not a sign that he's crazy. No, it's a sign that Will appreciates someone who knows his kind of music. He couldn't call up Lecter with that, couldn't belt out some operatic shit in Italian, even if he was completely sober.]

Thank you. For everything.

[It's clear those aren't words Will says much. He even drops his eyes, contact lost, swallowing, biting his lip. Jesus, where do they go from here, seriously?]

If you need anything, just holler. You know how to find me.

[Who the hell shouts at a guy going to prison for being a cannibalistic serial killer? Who the hells shouts at Victor Frankenstein? Oh, things he never thought he'd wonder.]