[ Now that they're out in the open, Will is starting to feel a little clammier than he'd like. He doesn't like crowds, for good reason, and this is very much a crowd. It only gets worse as the Sheriff tells them... well, nothing, and Will finds himself wincing a little. ]
Because you've never let that happen before, sure. Jesus, Hannibal.
[ And he wants to stay, he thinks, and continue whatever this is but he's really not liking the pressure in his head and the way the town is staring to swim in front of him a little. So, this is what he does --
He takes Hannibal's hand again, just a loose grasp around his wrist to tug him close so Will can lean in and murmur. ]
Not feeling so hot. Find out what you can, alright? I need to get some air.
[ He lets go after, slipping through the crowd then to find his bearings somewhere quiet -- and empty -- again. This, of course, means going behind the Saloon to puke but, you know. ]
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Date: 2017-01-17 12:14 pm (UTC)Because you've never let that happen before, sure. Jesus, Hannibal.
[ And he wants to stay, he thinks, and continue whatever this is but he's really not liking the pressure in his head and the way the town is staring to swim in front of him a little. So, this is what he does --
He takes Hannibal's hand again, just a loose grasp around his wrist to tug him close so Will can lean in and murmur. ]
Not feeling so hot. Find out what you can, alright? I need to get some air.
[ He lets go after, slipping through the crowd then to find his bearings somewhere quiet -- and empty -- again. This, of course, means going behind the Saloon to puke but, you know. ]