[ Will listened to what was said and what wasn't said; it was a curious mixture of both heart-break and also a small, important crack of light in the shadow of self-loathing. After all, didn't they always say that half the problem was admitting there was a problem?
He didn't discount what it meant that House would admit to such things, and Will wasn't about to get into a discussion around 'my trauma is greater than yours' because each of them had survived through the impossible. One wasn't any greater than the other. Back home or here. ]
You know, it really is remarkable that either of us even continues to function.
[ He said, which wasn't an answer to House's last comment but nor was it a flippant avoidance of the weight of their conversation.
It was remarkable that either of them managed to function. Will had Hannibal, but if House weren't in the equation it was all together possible that Will would have allowed himself to sink beneath the surface and given over to the beauty of the darkness.
He sobered then, brows furrowing in a pensive expression before he continued. ]
I just want to end this. Free the collective and let them rest, free those of us who have worlds to go home too, ensure no one else gets dragged here and then ... let it end.
[ Then he looked up, once again making that rare eye contact. ]
But I want to see it through, to that end.
[ He was going in the damn suit, he'd manipulate, fight, tackle, hog tie House if he had too. But this was as close to a promise as he could give, and perhaps that House would accept, that Will wasn't getting in that suit with the intent to leave. ]
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He didn't discount what it meant that House would admit to such things, and Will wasn't about to get into a discussion around 'my trauma is greater than yours' because each of them had survived through the impossible. One wasn't any greater than the other. Back home or here. ]
You know, it really is remarkable that either of us even continues to function.
[ He said, which wasn't an answer to House's last comment but nor was it a flippant avoidance of the weight of their conversation.
It was remarkable that either of them managed to function. Will had Hannibal, but if House weren't in the equation it was all together possible that Will would have allowed himself to sink beneath the surface and given over to the beauty of the darkness.
He sobered then, brows furrowing in a pensive expression before he continued. ]
I just want to end this. Free the collective and let them rest, free those of us who have worlds to go home too, ensure no one else gets dragged here and then ... let it end.
[ Then he looked up, once again making that rare eye contact. ]
But I want to see it through, to that end.
[ He was going in the damn suit, he'd manipulate, fight, tackle, hog tie House if he had too. But this was as close to a promise as he could give, and perhaps that House would accept, that Will wasn't getting in that suit with the intent to leave. ]