- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

I am taking care to examine all the angles. You are, in fact, fairly generous in degrees.

[kingpawn]

Trust that I can take care of myself and you. And those I care about. Trust that I'd do whatever it took.

And trust that I won't involve myself anymore than I deem necessary.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I trust you. [Walt all but overtly stated that he needed to hear Chilton say it, so he did.] I do, I trust you.

Who else could I trust, to the degree that I trust you?

[kingpawn]

No one.

[ Walt assured. As if Chilton could have questioned it. As if Chilton thought any of his lackeys or Will Graham were better suited to put his trust in than him. ]

Because you are family to me. You know that, right?

[slightlyoffchilt]

And you treat your family so well, don't you?

[A subtle gesture to Hank, and one shrouded in doubled meaning.]

[kingpawn]

[ Oh. Now. That's too far. ]

I tried to save him. I did my damnedest. And when I couldn't, I killed all the guys responsible for it as my final act. It might be more than I'd do for you.

[ A lie. Walt would do everything in his power to save Chilton, too. ]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, I hadn't known that you created a hierarchy for family benefits.

[An attempt to call bluff that lie.]

[kingpawn]

You know what? Forget I said anything, asshole.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. [Another lie.] Whatever will it take for you to forgive me?

[kingpawn]

When Hannibal eats you, I hope he starts with your tongue.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, that is -- [Flustered, Chilton stumbles.] That is really quite mean. That's a truly acidic thing to say.

[kingpawn]

You started it. Bringing up Hank and all. What were you thinking?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Consider it a reaction born from the underlining, overwhelming fear that Hannibal Lecter inspires.

[kingpawn]

Or just you being an asshole. Really.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You enjoy the excuse to verbally backhand me, regardless. Why are you complaining?

[kingpawn]

Contrary to what you believe, I do prefer it when we're getting along.

[ For the most part. Sometimes. ]

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Getting along" doesn't imply compliance, you know. At least -- not on my end of things.

[kingpawn]

It implies you being less of a dick when I'm being honest with you. I mean, do you even appreciate anything?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I do, yes, but you make it difficult when you so baldly crave admiration and recognition for your act of being a decent human being.

And by act, I do mean charade.

[kingpawn]

Are you trying to claim my feelings aren't legitimate?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, no. I'm claiming that the circumstance you construct around them is not legitimate.

Your feelings are incredibly honest.

[kingpawn]

I'm starting to question the legitimacy of your psychiatry if that is the asinine conclusion you've drawn.

[slightlyoffchilt]

My practice, or my mental state?

[kingpawn]

Your methods, thoughts, and conclusions. When it comes to me.

I'm sure you're fine when it comes to other people.

[slightlyoffchilt]

But you are special?