[ She wasn't wrong, Will was very nervous. Seeing someone you once and still did care for, looking younger, unaware that they even knew you? That and he was beyond socially awkward, this just felt so strange for him. Talking to her now, having memories of her then and knowing she didn't even have a clue. He didn't want to impose on her but he couldn't help but be drawn in a talk to her. ]

Oh eh, sorry yea, I'm Will, Will Graham... I er, I used to walk around the City with you when you were with the Guard here last time. You liked my dog, Winston?

[ Will knew there was no way she would be able to remember him, she came from an entirely different time now, it was impossible. But still, he had a little spark of hope in him. ]