- 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."

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[slightlyoffchilt]

[Worry definitely is something that Chilton finds himself feeling -- the fact of Will's presence in this conversation is but a correlation.]

A judge, of course. This does not provoke my deep sympathy for any legal process, mind, given the nature of his mental state. I suppose we could leave it at a chicken or egg conundrum. [Was Yuri always like that, or did the judgement calls draw out a latent predisposition towards murder?] But as long as you've given thought to the matter.

I'm not worried.

[He was worried. But that was par for the course, wasn't it?]

[infomodder]

[Guess who knows a little more about that chicken or egg conundrum? Will. Guess who's not going to reveal the sordid backstory of pain, loss, betrayal, and terror? Yeah, that would be Will. Not just to Chilton, but anyone in general, because...]

As if either of us have ever given much of a damn about the legal process. [Easily spoken, amused without hint of sleaze or slime. It's just a fact, should be stated like one, the same he'd speak of any other similarities he and his former psychiatrist shared.] I've given a lot of thought to the matter. Yuri is a friend. And I don't need you to analyze that, I've been analyzing it ever since he returned. I am aware what that means.

[Still easy, a comfort stemming from what felt more along the lines of true friendship—two people discussing patterns, historically, more along the lines of poor fashion choices, poor relationships, poor one night stands. No shame or embarrassment, only acceptance, and with that a quiet hope Chilton could accept it as well. He already knew. He wasn't as far along in their shared story as Will, but he knew enough. He knew the man he sat across from had a knack for those considered monsters, and not just for locking them away or putting them down. Why would Will put up pretenses otherwise for someone who had the ability to see through them?]

Been hoping to get so drunk we'd need to call a taxi to get home. What do you say?

[A less sacred invitation than discussing Hannibal Lecter, but an invitation nonetheless, delivered with a wave of his hand, a crossing of his legs at the knee, and the briefest hint of a smile. This was Will's reaction to serial killers and crazies and alike, those on the loose he had no care for and those he considered on his side: booze. Chilton had the chance to share in that. Or just get reasonably drunk while Will ran up the tab because, seriously, one does not mention going to a bar with Will Graham and expect him not to drink like a fish.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Ah. [An invitation. Sure, it was a cordial coaxing born from deflection and would initiate avoidance -- Chilton knew who they wouldn't be talking about, when they were drinking together -- but it was still one within the respectable social realm. It was still one that Chilton would have committed, with or without company.

And he preferred company.]

I think that is a fine idea, Will. I presume you like scotch, let's call the first round on me.

[infomodder]

[Judging by the smile that presumption brings and the way he settles back in the chair, ready to be there for a lengthy stretch of time, Will likes scotch just fine. It might not be his favorite, but he likes it enough to not bother with any corrections. Why would he? Judging by where they are, whatever's served will be of higher quality than his usual fare. All goes to the same place, with the same desired end result. Scotch is perfect.]

If you insist.

[Follow the leader is a great game to play when it may save his wallet a bit of lightening. Really, the least he can do, handing those particular reins over to Chilton. Will can cover cab expenses if they prove necessary. For now, he's absolutely content to waste away the evening with his current company.]