[ The moment Pell took his wrist, Will felt a flush of heat rush over his body in a wave. It was incredible! Had Pell's healing ability always felt this way or was it heightened by the strange tattoo that showed up? Either way, Will opened his mouth and silently gasped, flashing his eyes back up to Pell's face for a moment, a tint of colour fresh across the bridge of his nose and spreading to fill his cheeks. ]

Sure, I er, I mean, unless you're offering anything stronger?

[ As he was instructed to sit, Will strolled over to the couch and took a seat. The temptation to itch and scratch at Pell's name only increased. What was wrong with him? It wasn't even as if the damn thing actually itched! Maybe it subconscious, like a nervous tick? Or maybe it was because it would mean Pell would heal him again? He'd have to touch him again and that seemed to be what Will wanted... Whether he knew it or not. ]

I eh, I didn't do this myself, I hope you know. I'm not some creepy stalker... Or well...

[ An awkward laugh as he dipped his head and looked off to where Pell was, trying to keep him in eyesight at all times. Now that he was near him, he didn't want him too far away. ]