[Will grins, carefully moving his yellow-dripping hands to press against his jumpsuit, once, twice, multiple times, until most of the excess paint is spread over his clothes. Then, with a quick, daring look at Kara, he steps forward and presses his hand to the blank wall, peeling it away carefully, leaving a small perfect yellow handprint.
Then he nods, matter-of-factly. He's already helping, see?]
this thread is going to murder me i know it
Then he nods, matter-of-factly. He's already helping, see?]