bilirubin: if you're lucky (I used to rule the world)
Dr. Frederick Chilton ([personal profile] bilirubin) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2014-05-21 09:20 pm (UTC)

There are multiple reasons Chilton has called Will to his room.

He's well aware that they are right in the middle of an--event, as it were. And he has noticed, at least, in himself, as well as others actions over the feed, that emotions and wants have quickly escalated into needs. And what Frederick Chilton needs is to prove himself.

This is a thing he's always wanted, of course. Recognition. Validation. He knows he's not the most well liked, but he doesn't want to be liked, he wants to be respected.

And he tries to push those feelings aside, because the acclaim he desires isn't possible to obtain in Wonderland, not when the only other psychiatrist is Hannibal the Cannibal. And while he might have wished to have the prestige Hannibal has, those feelings of jealousy died away when Hannibal Lecter became synonymous with The Chesapeake Ripper.

But he can't rid himself of those feelings for long, and as soon as a plausible idea hits him, he wastes no time in texting Will Graham. Because, not only can he prove himself by getting Will's memories back, but also because the more Will Graham knows of what was done to him by Hannibal, the quicker Hannibal Lecter might be caught.

And so, while he waits for Will to arrive, he sets up. And when Will knocks on the door, he's quick to answer, grin wide on his face and oozing smarm.

"Ah, Will. Please," he opens the door wider, gesturing for Will to come inside. What could possibly go wrong?

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