Somerset has a reputation among other cops as being the person who asks the most questions, in an attempt to understand everything. Even his reason for retirement and leaving the city is because, “I don’t understand this place anymore.” He sees it as having denigrated into a hell of its own making and can’t stand living in it another day, facing another slew of unsolved murders, and dealing with the unknown. He is methodical and logical, figuring out things step by step, asking the questions others do not care about, and prioritizing rational-decision making, even when intense emotions are involved. (He admits to a woman that he asked his girlfriend not to have their child, and ‘eventually wore her down… it was the right decision, but I wish every day I had made the wrong one’; he tells a cop, after he has made a gruesome personal discovery, that he can’t shoot a suspect, or he will be throwing his life away and allowing the murderer to ‘win’ for ruining his life.) He sees no point in harassing people for their actions, because ‘What was the point of the conversation you were about to have?’ Somerset likes to investigate intensely in person at crime scenes, and pokes around gathering meticulous evidence from which he draws conclusions. He thinks about things, and then notices how they factor into the environment (“Maybe it’s not something she has seen, but is supposed to see”), like when the lab gives him pieces of plastic from a dead man’s stomach. He takes them to his apartment, and notices the scratches in the floor from the refrigerator being moved, leading him to a clue tacked on the wall behind it. He cautions Mills against being impulsive (trying to talk him out of breaking into an apartment, since as he points out “we have no evidence that would lead us here”), but is also willing to operate off evidence obtained illegally. He loads up on books at the library to do research, but it doesn’t occur to him that the killer might have done the same thing until Mills says something about this guy having a library card and being a random weirdo. He has some intuitive conclusions, like knowing that this is not the end, that John Doe is setting them up somehow, and that their murder is “preaching at us,” not just some random nutcase. Somerset has a decent Fe in the sense that he is polite and accommodating, but he is also out of his depth when it comes to emotional conversations and decisions. When a woman tells him she is pregnant but doesn’t know what to do, since she hates the city they live in, he tells her a story about having encouraged his girlfriend to get an abortion (not comforting to her at all), but wraps it up with telling her if she terminates this pregnancy, never to tell her husband – and if she goes through with it, to spoil the child rotten.

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Somerset has a pleasant and agreeable demeanor, but he’s also… tired of fighting the good fight. He’s tired of always losing. He is trying to drown out the outside world, because he hates it so much – to the point where he sleeps with a piano ticker in his room, just so he can focus on that and ignore all the screaming, swearing, and noise outside his apartment windows. He tends to go along with people, being accommodating to them (moving out of his chair, giving up his office, agreeing to go to dinner at Mills’ house even if he doesn’t want to), but also somewhat stubborn about his insistence upon retirement. Nothing much ruffles him and he remains calm even in horrific situations. He also has a strongly moralistic 1 wing. He has harsh opinions about the city he lives in being full of terrible people who hurt each other without consideration, and being sick to death of trying to stop it and never getting anywhere. He accuses others of apathy and includes himself in that harsh judgment, saying it’s easier to just go along with things than to take a stand against them.