It was true. Jill could have slapped him or screamed in his face right now and he still wouldn't lose his temper with her. He'd already empathized what she was feeling, both with and without Rage's interfering. He knew he'd been in the wrong and he knew Jill was a little bit disappointed in him.

"Well yeah, he is... He can do a great job without my help though." A small smile formed as he looked down at his plate. Will was never one for socializing, Jack and Hannibal were more suited to it, small talk and pointless conversations about arty farty things just felt so fake to Will. Especially when he could tell what everyone really wanted to say, how they felt and so on.

The touch actually startled him a little. Looking up at her for a few moments before looking ways again. Taking her words in and nodding his head in understanding. " It was foolish... I was on the spot and... It was all I could think of." Looking at her eyes, sighing deeply. "I'm sorry."