[ It's not like Will is much of a conversationalist, mostly wanted to be polite because he's not really sure what the etiquette is on sharing this pool of water. It feels more intimate than a swimming pool or a beach but it's not exactly a hot tub. either. So when the man doesn't at first respond, he doesn't take offense any.
The voice catches his attention. Will's from Louisiana, though teaching at Quantico's erased any lingering twang; he tends to mimic those around him. Not even purposefully. Fortunately that doesn't take him all the way into a different accent, or else he would have started sounding like Doctor Lecter for a while there. Still, the posh rigidity is unusual, feels almost out of place. Reminds him this isn't home, and suddenly it's not so easy to relax anymore.
Will chuckles spasmodically, nervously, looking off to the side. ]
Better analogy might be crawfish. Or. Uh, lobsters.
[ Does England have crawfish? Whatever, the point is: ]
Too comfortable to notice they're simmering alive.
[ Yeah I'm enjoying my bath too, thanks, good chat. ]
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The voice catches his attention. Will's from Louisiana, though teaching at Quantico's erased any lingering twang; he tends to mimic those around him. Not even purposefully. Fortunately that doesn't take him all the way into a different accent, or else he would have started sounding like Doctor Lecter for a while there. Still, the posh rigidity is unusual, feels almost out of place. Reminds him this isn't home, and suddenly it's not so easy to relax anymore.
Will chuckles spasmodically, nervously, looking off to the side. ]
Better analogy might be crawfish. Or. Uh, lobsters.
[ Does England have crawfish? Whatever, the point is: ]
Too comfortable to notice they're simmering alive.
[ Yeah I'm enjoying my bath too, thanks, good chat. ]