[Mike is not going to be hit. Will lifts the mug to his lips...and then Mike reveals he's armed. Instead of dropping it, though, that mug stays exactly where it is, an eyebrow lifting being the only sign he realizes what's going on. That there's a weapon in play now.
A weapon that Mike doesn't point at him—this is progress.
The eyebrow goes up higher when Mike goes about getting rid of the bullets, kneeling. As high as it can when it comes to rest at his feet. That's the only time he looks away from Mike, when he hears the clatter stop and takes a second to make sure that, yes, there is a gun resting near him. His attention is back on Mike by the time he speaks, and Will stands in complete silence with that mug at his lips, still not having taken a sip yet, for a few long seconds before...]
Didn't know you brought a gun to my house. [There's no offense or horror. Just flat fact.] You always keep one on you wherever you go, huh?
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A weapon that Mike doesn't point at him—this is progress.
The eyebrow goes up higher when Mike goes about getting rid of the bullets, kneeling. As high as it can when it comes to rest at his feet. That's the only time he looks away from Mike, when he hears the clatter stop and takes a second to make sure that, yes, there is a gun resting near him. His attention is back on Mike by the time he speaks, and Will stands in complete silence with that mug at his lips, still not having taken a sip yet, for a few long seconds before...]
Didn't know you brought a gun to my house. [There's no offense or horror. Just flat fact.] You always keep one on you wherever you go, huh?