[Meanwhile Will is totally content to take up bedspace with his glass perched atop his stomach. Jeff is Sharkbait's main squeeze, he feels safe from wriggling noses trying to take over. But...ah. A little less content with that, considering Will had been on board dismissing Chilton's danger as what it was, and then Jeff goes and sums it up so on point. But it happened, it's in the past, and can anyone blame him for trying to protect his people?

(Yes. Until Jeff seems to go in that route, Will simply grows a little more somber, watching the booze settle, grateful for another topic to latch onto. Even if it's not his favorite.)]

I know I can. I've...forgiven worse. [And now Abigail is gone again. Also something he can't change.] Forgiveness is different for everyone, though. And. There are different kinds of forgiveness. Different...methods of showing you do forgive.

[An oddly amused smile cracks his face; he'd been considering such forgiveness in some of his darker dreams lately.]

You know the scar on my stomach? That was forgiveness.

[But if Jeff could not forgive Chilton in that way, Will would be forever grateful.]