[ Nodding, as if bored when listening to Regis talk of threats by sword edge and so on and so forth. It was funny really, that the original Will was so wrapped up in the memories of others, that it would now be the cause of much pain and suffering I his own life. He should have never gotten so close in the first place, then none of this would have happened.

Watching as the King's eyes changed from almost being sick, to almost dripping with anger. It was nice, to feel such strong emotions from another, Will being the empath he was, relished in it. ]

... But I still have her lungs and thigh meat. I didn't offer a dinner party, it's going to take me some time to get through all of this. Sure I can't bend your arm into partaking in a little white meat?