[Like a parent with a child, Will's pride and outright joy is obvious. Sure, a dog he trains who behaves well reflects good on him, and that's always a pleasant thing for him, to feel good about something he did that didn't damn near destroy his brain throughout the process. He sees a good job and he sees himself being congratulated, but he sees more than that. He sees a dog that's not in pain, that's being fed and sheltered and adored, and he sees it reacting to that love in a way that spreads its own sort of love. He instills as much love as he can into each and every dog, and the smiles they can bring out by being well behaved and doing something as simple as a shake, well. It tells him more than "good job with that training, weirdo." It tells him that the dog in question is happy and that's really all he could ask for.
...aside from one person in particular returning his affections, but he can't have the world. Especially not inside a "hospital" cell.
Which he was really not thinking about until Sirius goes off about crime-fighting and mystery-solving. It's a joke. He knows it's a joke. There's no special temporary badge on his jacket, there's no blinking neon sign that declares his former profession. It wipes the smile, rare and genuine thing that it is, right off his face, and he finds himself frowning without meaning to.
Frowning is really one of Will's specialties. They don't teach frowning like this in acting school. It's all au naturel. It's impossible to stop, and he doesn't realize it until he's stricken with the urge to stick his own hand out for a shake. There are treats in his pocket, treats she would ordinarily get, yes. Just not after he realizes he's probably made a face that would do better on a statue at a religious juvenile detention center.
At a joke.]
Yeah, nice to. [He's off balance, which is nothing new. He's still recovering from his brain being inflamed. But that's not something to tell on the first date. Not in that depth.] Sorry, sorry, wow. That's. That's actually what I did back home, you caught me a little off guard. Not the daring-do, but the, the crime-fighting. Mystery-solving. [A glance down at cute little Sam. Not with a dog by his side, but what had he done? He'd given the villain of his story free access to them. Had him feed them, probably pet them, play with them. No, he hadn't taken his dogs in the field, but he'd effectively done as much the moment he didn't think about things that rhymed with—] Dogs stayed at home. You can't, there's no "bring your pets to work day" at a crime lab or in the classroom. [Unless it's Hogwarts, where you have to bring a pet. Right up Will's alley, until he gets kicked out of Potions for bringing all six of his dogs. But they deliver messages, so what if it takes the five times longer than owls! They still get them! Don't be like that!] Are, are you in Loki? They, there's. Tele. Mind reading there. With the. Hearing things. In people's heads. Thoughts.
[That's not how it works, but fuck that. Everything in Asgard is completely unheard of to Will. He can heal things. People can make fire and ice and other stuff that's straight out of movies and science fiction and fantasy. Will Graham is here to give people feelings that pump them full of color. So what if Will wasn't actively thinking about his murder business! Maybe this guy's just a tele...whatever!...back home and is good with it!
SO WHAT IF WILL GRAHAM IS BAD WITH JOKES AND ENDS UP NOT TALKING LIKE A REGULAR PERSON SO WHAT!!!]
oh that hannibal
...aside from one person in particular returning his affections, but he can't have the world. Especially not inside a "hospital" cell.
Which he was really not thinking about until Sirius goes off about crime-fighting and mystery-solving. It's a joke. He knows it's a joke. There's no special temporary badge on his jacket, there's no blinking neon sign that declares his former profession. It wipes the smile, rare and genuine thing that it is, right off his face, and he finds himself frowning without meaning to.
Frowning is really one of Will's specialties. They don't teach frowning like this in acting school. It's all au naturel. It's impossible to stop, and he doesn't realize it until he's stricken with the urge to stick his own hand out for a shake. There are treats in his pocket, treats she would ordinarily get, yes. Just not after he realizes he's probably made a face that would do better on a statue at a religious juvenile detention center.
At a joke.]
Yeah, nice to. [He's off balance, which is nothing new. He's still recovering from his brain being inflamed. But that's not something to tell on the first date. Not in that depth.] Sorry, sorry, wow. That's. That's actually what I did back home, you caught me a little off guard. Not the daring-do, but the, the crime-fighting. Mystery-solving. [A glance down at cute little Sam. Not with a dog by his side, but what had he done? He'd given the villain of his story free access to them. Had him feed them, probably pet them, play with them. No, he hadn't taken his dogs in the field, but he'd effectively done as much the moment he didn't think about things that rhymed with—] Dogs stayed at home. You can't, there's no "bring your pets to work day" at a crime lab or in the classroom. [Unless it's Hogwarts, where you have to bring a pet. Right up Will's alley, until he gets kicked out of Potions for bringing all six of his dogs. But they deliver messages, so what if it takes the five times longer than owls! They still get them! Don't be like that!] Are, are you in Loki? They, there's. Tele. Mind reading there. With the. Hearing things. In people's heads. Thoughts.
[That's not how it works, but fuck that. Everything in Asgard is completely unheard of to Will. He can heal things. People can make fire and ice and other stuff that's straight out of movies and science fiction and fantasy. Will Graham is here to give people feelings that pump them full of color. So what if Will wasn't actively thinking about his murder business! Maybe this guy's just a tele...whatever!...back home and is good with it!
SO WHAT IF WILL GRAHAM IS BAD WITH JOKES AND ENDS UP NOT TALKING LIKE A REGULAR PERSON SO WHAT!!!]