[ Under normal circumstances, Pell might have been frustrated by the apparent backslide Will was having yet again... more lost progress, or so it seemed. But today all he felt was fondness, his lips curving into a gentle smile at the fumble, the way Will ducked his head and stuttered. Today, it was nostalgic rather than upsetting, and he ushers Will inside. ]
Come in... you can go sit in the living room if you want. Just water?
[ It's only then that he notices Will's still scratching at his wrist, and reaches out to snag it as the man passes him. His own name is tattooed on Will's skin -- ah. It's not one-sided, then. Interesting... Pell presses his hand over the spot, and healing the scratches takes barely a second before he's letting go. ]
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Come in... you can go sit in the living room if you want. Just water?
[ It's only then that he notices Will's still scratching at his wrist, and reaches out to snag it as the man passes him. His own name is tattooed on Will's skin -- ah. It's not one-sided, then. Interesting... Pell presses his hand over the spot, and healing the scratches takes barely a second before he's letting go. ]
...go sit, Will. It's alright.