[It does take longer for Will to get where the remark was coming from. Had she tossed those words at another sort of guy, he'd already be suggesting they go into his bedroom to find out. That's what she liked about Will. He was more careful. He wasn't like other guys Jill has known. Not once has he vowed to save her while making references to his muscles, and that was refreshing. Will was definitely more cerebral than the men Jill often took an interest in, too, but she also found him very handsome.]

Have you had a hard time composing yourself around me?

[He says the oddest things, but little things he says tends to say a lot. When she asks him that question, it's with the same gentle, teasing tone of voice. Every time he managed to look her in the eyes, it made her insides flutter. She felt more confident about saying these types of things to him.]

Yeah, I remember the sleepwalking. [Ending up in her room would be a hell of a lot better than Silent Hill.] If you were asleep, though, that'd be a shame.

[They couldn't have a conversation let alone anything else if he were in that state. When he freezes up, Jill laughs softly and ruffles Winston's fur.]

I'm sorry, Will. Did I make you feel uncomfortable?

[It's difficult to know when she's crossed the line with him or if she has. He's not easy to read.]