[From Will Graham's perspective, Crawford could have tried a little harder on this prank. If he was going to take advantage of Will's bouts of disassociative sleepwalking, then he should go all out. He hadn't even really bothered to disguise his name. Although where he came up with Rau and Xochipilli, Will can't even guess.
He does rub his eyes, however, looking exasperated as he stares tiredly down at the letter. El Sera in America. He's never heard of El Sera, but his mind runs over the word, a root word for "late." He's not going to go so far as to think Jack is trying to punish him in some way, this was too elaborate for a man who liked to shout as much as Jack Crawford did. So it isn't Jack.
So he's just losing his mind. He's cynical enough to jump to that, and also enough of a detective that he stuffs the letter in his pocket, takes everything in the box with him out the door. He's being led towards something. He doesn't believe it's magic, or the fate of the world, but he'll find out what's going on, one way or another. The first clue he has is the map and the key.
He comes in after Kain, looking around at the empty apartment with a furrow between his brows. An empty apartment is not what he liked to see, he couldn't read anything from an empty apartment. There was no intent, no explanation. He takes his glasses off and rubs his eyes again, pushing down the creep of anxiety.
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He does rub his eyes, however, looking exasperated as he stares tiredly down at the letter. El Sera in America. He's never heard of El Sera, but his mind runs over the word, a root word for "late." He's not going to go so far as to think Jack is trying to punish him in some way, this was too elaborate for a man who liked to shout as much as Jack Crawford did. So it isn't Jack.
So he's just losing his mind. He's cynical enough to jump to that, and also enough of a detective that he stuffs the letter in his pocket, takes everything in the box with him out the door. He's being led towards something. He doesn't believe it's magic, or the fate of the world, but he'll find out what's going on, one way or another. The first clue he has is the map and the key.
He comes in after Kain, looking around at the empty apartment with a furrow between his brows. An empty apartment is not what he liked to see, he couldn't read anything from an empty apartment. There was no intent, no explanation. He takes his glasses off and rubs his eyes again, pushing down the creep of anxiety.
Where is he. What has he done.]