[Initially Will shrinks back, tensing up at the idea of being moved. But then he slowly leans forward, lets himself be scooped up. He's tiny, less than eighty pounds, so carrying him is probably fairly easy.
Once they're settled on the couch, Will wipes hard at his eyes with the heels of his hands, trying to get his breathing under control.]
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Once they're settled on the couch, Will wipes hard at his eyes with the heels of his hands, trying to get his breathing under control.]
Nightmare.