[Will is not terribly personable, and it startles him for a moment to be approached with such glib ease. Everyone at Quantico knows better by now... He's not offended, it's just a shock to an introverted and obsessive system to be pulled from one concentration from another. He looks confused for a moment, but his memory is excellent, he runs over what was said to him again in his mind, takes a deep breath and recollects, although he's not precisely making eye contact when he does.]
No, I'm not from here. [His eyes flicker up then, taking a quick look at the other man, then back off to the side. He has to... try to summon up a slightly more friendly tone. It's more for the sake of wanting an answer than wanting to genuinely be friendly,] What office were you working for?
[Maybe he could establish some kind of pattern to this. He was always looking for pattern, for design. Meaning in a meaningless world. Woe is Will and his Existential Crisis.]
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No, I'm not from here. [His eyes flicker up then, taking a quick look at the other man, then back off to the side. He has to... try to summon up a slightly more friendly tone. It's more for the sake of wanting an answer than wanting to genuinely be friendly,] What office were you working for?
[Maybe he could establish some kind of pattern to this. He was always looking for pattern, for design. Meaning in a meaningless world.
Woe is Will and his Existential Crisis.]