[Of course that's their mission. Idiot. He should have known better than to make such a stupid offer, but at least Will doesn't seem to be laughing at him for it, more offering a viable alternative that might actually be useful.]
Sure.
[He glances over at the scotch, before deciding that it's really not his business to say anything if Will decides to day drink in a library. There's an awkward pause, but he has to ask.]
How is your hand?
[He knows it wasn't a fatal wound, but there's a lot of ligaments and nerves there, he could still have done some permanent damage.]
no subject
Sure.
[He glances over at the scotch, before deciding that it's really not his business to say anything if Will decides to day drink in a library. There's an awkward pause, but he has to ask.]
How is your hand?
[He knows it wasn't a fatal wound, but there's a lot of ligaments and nerves there, he could still have done some permanent damage.]