It’s the intense, self-assured eye contact of someone who doesn’t believe they’re lying. That’s the thing about perceptions, though—they’re inherently colored by who’s having them. They’re not always the truth as seen by someone else.
And given that Will knows demons, and the exorcisms they’d require, all are generated by regular humans, he feels like he can see the scope of this particular lie.
There’s no point questioning Marcus’s dedication to the end goal. What Will has a sickening, stone-cold suspicion for is the motive that pushes him towards his chosen theory. “And how does listening to you help keep more people from ending up like Madelyn?” Will’s voice is more even than he feels. He sinks into his own lie, a calm that he pulls over like a veil. “We need to find the killer before we do anything else.”
And here it is, the only reason Will’s instinctively playing along. He breathes in like a man considering his options, deciding it’s worth it to reach out and trust: “Do you know how to find them, Marcus?”
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And given that Will knows demons, and the exorcisms they’d require, all are generated by regular humans, he feels like he can see the scope of this particular lie.
There’s no point questioning Marcus’s dedication to the end goal. What Will has a sickening, stone-cold suspicion for is the motive that pushes him towards his chosen theory. “And how does listening to you help keep more people from ending up like Madelyn?” Will’s voice is more even than he feels. He sinks into his own lie, a calm that he pulls over like a veil. “We need to find the killer before we do anything else.”
And here it is, the only reason Will’s instinctively playing along. He breathes in like a man considering his options, deciding it’s worth it to reach out and trust: “Do you know how to find them, Marcus?”