[She gets a grin, Will not disbelieving her but rather firm in the belief that she knows them better than he does, if only by the merits of her age, her generation. If she doesn't know them intimately, she'll be able to adapt better than him. She'll have heard names he wouldn't be privy to his circles, she'll have a better springing board.]
Sure, it's... [He hefts the bag up a little better and indicates the path to the kitchen with his free hand.] ...in there. I'll go put your stuff in the guest room, and...just make yourself at home.
[God, that—he has wanted to say that for such a long time, smile growing, absolutely joyous, not a hint of strain or insincerity behind it. Never connected to the idea of family, but a family involving Abigail making herself at ease, comfortable, in the place Will's done the same, that's.
An idea he can definitely connect to. Is connected to, obviously, as much as he's connected to Abigail. He'll take the good (her being alive) with the bad (whatever problems might arise, finding long hair clogging the shower drain?), because the bad here is nothing like Baltimore. The bad? Isn't here. They can be better, they can be happy.
Will's certainly happy as he makes a beeline to do just what he said after shutting the outside door, extending a foot in the direction of that bearded blunder, which allows for Ziggy to go bolting through his legs and tell her momma what's up.]
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Sure, it's... [He hefts the bag up a little better and indicates the path to the kitchen with his free hand.] ...in there. I'll go put your stuff in the guest room, and...just make yourself at home.
[God, that—he has wanted to say that for such a long time, smile growing, absolutely joyous, not a hint of strain or insincerity behind it. Never connected to the idea of family, but a family involving Abigail making herself at ease, comfortable, in the place Will's done the same, that's.
An idea he can definitely connect to. Is connected to, obviously, as much as he's connected to Abigail. He'll take the good (her being alive) with the bad (whatever problems might arise, finding long hair clogging the shower drain?), because the bad here is nothing like Baltimore. The bad? Isn't here. They can be better, they can be happy.
Will's certainly happy as he makes a beeline to do just what he said after shutting the outside door, extending a foot in the direction of that bearded blunder, which allows for Ziggy to go bolting through his legs and tell her momma what's up.]