I don't discount it. [This is a bit of an odd tangent, and John's brows furrow for a moment.] I've just seen what it's like when a psychopath catches hold of... someone with certain sorts of peculiarities.
[His mind turns briefly to Sherlock and Moriarty and whatever the hell that rivalry between them had been, and he looks toward the doorway, unconsciously seeking out his friend. John would be surprised if Sherlock had spent two hours with the man in the sum total of their acquaintance, and yet... his life, so much of his attention and his mind had been consumed by that man, to the point he'd become Moriarty for a time as a death price.
But friendship...]
Caring about someone like that's little more than inconvenient. But... if the bloke he took over the edge really cared about him, too, wasn't just putting on a show of it... maybe he wasn't all bad. Real psychopaths don't care about anyone. [He says it with the conviction of a man who has made up his mind for a particular and somewhat defensive reason. Sherlock's been accused of being psychotic by more than one person, including Will, himself.] Not really, just what other people can do for them.
[They're really getting off topic.]
Anyway, if he has forgiven that man for... whatever reason, I think there's hope for you, Hannibal. Maybe by the time we make it over to the other residential zone he'll have had time to mull it all over. A little time can't hurt, now he knows you're back and alive, and he doesn't have to worry about that.
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Date: 2018-04-10 03:28 am (UTC)From:[His mind turns briefly to Sherlock and Moriarty and whatever the hell that rivalry between them had been, and he looks toward the doorway, unconsciously seeking out his friend. John would be surprised if Sherlock had spent two hours with the man in the sum total of their acquaintance, and yet... his life, so much of his attention and his mind had been consumed by that man, to the point he'd become Moriarty for a time as a death price.
But friendship...]
Caring about someone like that's little more than inconvenient. But... if the bloke he took over the edge really cared about him, too, wasn't just putting on a show of it... maybe he wasn't all bad. Real psychopaths don't care about anyone. [He says it with the conviction of a man who has made up his mind for a particular and somewhat defensive reason. Sherlock's been accused of being psychotic by more than one person, including Will, himself.] Not really, just what other people can do for them.
[They're really getting off topic.]
Anyway, if he has forgiven that man for... whatever reason, I think there's hope for you, Hannibal. Maybe by the time we make it over to the other residential zone he'll have had time to mull it all over. A little time can't hurt, now he knows you're back and alive, and he doesn't have to worry about that.