[Finally, he cuts out the personal space invasion. Will drops her hand long enough to go to the door, take a look around (for any potential Jeffs), and shut it. It's a slightly harried sort of gesture, and when Will turns back to her, he moves away from the door only enough that a quiet voice won't carry. Jeff has no super hearing, as far as he knows.]

He's focused on having his reputation. His face. [He edges away from the door a little more.] But he won't have it forever, and I'll be the one he blames. I can't change that. All I can do is...keep the peace. Here.