[ He gave good harmless, at least when it suited him. At the moment, taking a read of the way she held her shoulders, the tension through the lines of her body, Will decided it was probably in everybody's best interest to keep himself as non-threatening as possible.
His own smile seemed to be painted on, something that he understood people had to do now and again, rather than any sort of genuine good humor. He glanced down at his glasses, then unfolded them and perched them onto his face.
The way they fit, seemed as if they were actually his and not just a random gift. He pulled them back off, then gave them a tilt and pointed at the lens, making a motion of angling them towards the light.
'Might help start a fire' and his accompanying shrug an unspoken 'best I can think of at the moment.' ]
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His own smile seemed to be painted on, something that he understood people had to do now and again, rather than any sort of genuine good humor. He glanced down at his glasses, then unfolded them and perched them onto his face.
The way they fit, seemed as if they were actually his and not just a random gift. He pulled them back off, then gave them a tilt and pointed at the lens, making a motion of angling them towards the light.
'Might help start a fire' and his accompanying shrug an unspoken 'best I can think of at the moment.' ]