[Carry that plate he does, snagging up a fork and spoon to prop up on the edge so Jeff can choose whatever tickles his fancy and go from there. He's grabbing up coffee for himself when those words hit and he has a moment of wavering. Perhaps that's the most polite way Jeff can think of to request being alone, and if Will refused, he'd be pushing the line. The last thing Will wants is to do that, not in this situation. While loneliness has its drawbacks...Jeff knows where he is. Knows this house is literally crawling with life, he doesn't have to be alone. He can knock on a door and find company, he can whistle or cluck his tongue and have furry companions other than Sharkbait ready to shower him in affection.]
Yeah. Need a shower.
[He opts for with a nod, taking a sip from that slightly-busted mug as he moves past Jeff. One hand goes to Jeff's shoulder as he does so, a friendly, supportive squeeze before he's gone. You know where to find us if you need anything.]
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Yeah. Need a shower.
[He opts for with a nod, taking a sip from that slightly-busted mug as he moves past Jeff. One hand goes to Jeff's shoulder as he does so, a friendly, supportive squeeze before he's gone. You know where to find us if you need anything.]