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Will squeezes Malcolm's hand as they head to the kitchen. Hannibal follows them, looking at various items in the open concept apartment and seeming pleased by every new encounter. "He has better taste than you, Will. On those occasions when you let yourself have any at all."

Will starts the kettle boiling and sets up the grounds in the French press, ignoring further backhanded compliments and a one-sided discussion on the most appropriate technique for using this particular device.

Other than a couple of twitches in his eyes, his distraction is not particularly noticeable- or it wouldn't be if Malcolm wasn't so observant. "It really is too soon for a flood. The more veteran residents are probably being blindsided by this, too. We can check the Network after breakfast-" 'Breakfast' being a more nebulous term for the two of them, which didn't always include food, but always involved coffee or tea. "Maybe someone has an idea."

He chuckles a bit, his cheer feeling only slightly forced. He rubs the kinks out of the back of his neck as he considers how to put it. "I wonder if we're too used to this place. I'm thinking about hallucinations like a hurricane or a blizzard. Just have to wait for it to pass over and the weather to return to normal."

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“Usually I can make him go away. You know. Squeeze my eyes shut, tell myself he’s not real…”

“Ah, but what if the obvious fact that you’re just glossing right past is that maybe I AM real?”

He sighs

“I feel like that’s not going to cut it this time.”

He reaches across the counter for his pill bottles.

"Nope. Mine's too smart to claim he's real himself-" Will looks up at Hannibal and glares, but the little twinkle in Hannibal's eyes as he smiles back makes Will look away. "-but I don't doubt he'd claim so if he thought he'd get it past me."

Will pours the water, sets a timer, and stares at the liquid and grounds swirling together in the French press. "Hope we've got it worse than others, just because we're prone to it."

“Unless we have it easier because we have it the same except we do it all the time,” Malcolm suggests.

Will lets out a (rather overdramatic, especially for him) sigh, then smiles wryly at Malcolm.

"I was hoping that wouldn't be true if we didn't say it," he says with a chuckle. "Yeah, I can already tell- today's going to be one of those we talk about to other newcomers in hushed tones and grumbles. Like the time Steve tried to mutiny and got demoted."

"Steve tried to mutiny? Captain Perfect? What for?" Malcolm asks.

"Oh, Steve's not perfect. Idealistic, yes," Will replies. "I think he took issue with people being brought here against their will. I still haven't talked with him about it."

The timer goes off and Will pushes the plunger down slowly, then goes about the business of pouring a cup for both of them. "I suspect asking inmates if they want to join up came after that display, although I'm not sure. I know it's still a fairly new development."

"I guess he does seem like a smash all the walls for specifically his idea of justice sort of guy," Malcolm concedes. He takes his cup and wraps his hands around it, taking a cautious sip. "The only time he's ever spoken to me was when Kikimora threw a glass at Laura for hitting me at the party. And only then because she asked him to tell me not to talk to her."

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Will doesn't comment that he's that type of guy, but he doesn't have to- Hannibal makes sure to note it. Will glares in his direction and just thinks: 'Have you always been this chatty?'

He almost misses the last bit of what Malcolm's saying, but he makes a a face once it registers. "What a great first impression. Well, I like him all right, but I don't know how well you two would get along, even without your inmates at cross purposes."

“His inmate has been coming to me for therapy,” Malcolm tells him with a quirk of his lips.

"Has she?" Will says, a surprised smile crossing his face. "Good for her. I'm curious what changed her mind, but I probably shouldn't ask now that she's a patient."

“That’s okay, because I don’t really know,” Malcolm admits. “Sometimes people are resistant to visiting their problems until they reach a point where they just want any help and they don’t care what it is. Maybe it was that.”

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