[The glimmer of hope in his voice is kind of satisfying, since that hope is crushed a second later. There's plenty Jill would like to do, as well, but Pell seems to be taking Will as his personal play-thing for awhile. All she can really do for the moment is lean against the doorway and watch, curious about what will happen.
A glance goes over her shoulder and into the living room at Will to see how he might be occupying his time. Probably taking more pictures of his art or something. Weeeeeirdoooo.]
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A glance goes over her shoulder and into the living room at Will to see how he might be occupying his time. Probably taking more pictures of his art or something. Weeeeeirdoooo.]