[ He wouldn't have been surprised had House hung up on him. Will suspected he was pushing the boundaries of 'personal space' they maintained between themselves.
That the older man responded, and in a way that suggested he'd actually attempted the mental exercise Will had suggested as an impromptu construction of his own wayward thought process, was appreciated. As a gesture of that appreciation, the ex-profiler backed off a little. ]
When it came to the science of murder, Beverly Katz, Jimmy Price and Brian Zeller were the maestroes. They could do what you say you do. Take the evidence and run the tests that coaxed every last little spec of information out of the evidence. Gathering data Analysis Filling in the lines on the explanation.
For a long time, I insisted that all I was doing was interpreting the evidence. Very clinical. It was a way to insulate myself from the horrors I invited into my head. Hannibal tore all that insulation away. Made me accept that I could feel the art in the horror because it came from the darkness within myself.
[ For a moment, Will paused as he considered whether or not to push at House, just a little further. To ask from where within House came that desperate 'rubix complex'.
Will deliberately set his tablet down, off to the side to keep himself from trying to burrow further into his friend's mind. ]
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That the older man responded, and in a way that suggested he'd actually attempted the mental exercise Will had suggested as an impromptu construction of his own wayward thought process, was appreciated. As a gesture of that appreciation, the ex-profiler backed off a little. ]
When it came to the science of murder, Beverly Katz, Jimmy Price and Brian Zeller were the maestroes.
They could do what you say you do.
Take the evidence and run the tests that coaxed every last little spec of information out of the evidence.
Gathering data
Analysis
Filling in the lines on the explanation.
For a long time, I insisted that all I was doing was interpreting the evidence.
Very clinical.
It was a way to insulate myself from the horrors I invited into my head.
Hannibal tore all that insulation away.
Made me accept that I could feel the art in the horror because it came from the darkness within myself.
[ For a moment, Will paused as he considered whether or not to push at House, just a little further. To ask from where within House came that desperate 'rubix complex'.
Will deliberately set his tablet down, off to the side to keep himself from trying to burrow further into his friend's mind. ]