You perceived provocation. [ Will countered in his same, calm tones. Though he winced slightly and looked down in an apologetic manner. ]

I'm sorry, I'm profiling a little there and I've been doing it a lot around you, which you've ... [ he paused, considered his words and then continued.] I don't react well to being analyzed either. I'm just used to the inevitability of it.

[ So not the point in this conversation. Will drummed his fingers and reached for his scotch. ]

Regardless. Whether it was my insistence in pressing into your space, the physical movement I made ... you responded to a perceived threat.

So no, you weren't unprovoked and I'm not going to hold your reaction to that provocation against you. It would be ... cruel.