Will inched slightly back when Garrett inched closer to him. He wasn't about to say he was afraid just simply based on appearances alone. No. That wasn't the cause. It was just the calmness that was hiding the anger that Garrett was surely harboring. "I could only imagine." He said through a tight, awkward grin tucking his hands into his pockets. "I'd like to think my rough upbringing taught me a little better than that but I probably should've come on a busier day...obviously." Not that he was going there with the simple intention of stealing narcotics. No, he was there to get the physical. Distract himself for the time being and it was just there and so was he.
Will rubbed the bridge of his nose, running his hand down his face for a minute as he did. "I'm better at sneaking being high than I am about pocketing some morphine from the Fort Knox that is your clinic anyway." He held out the bottle. Knowing far well that he looked more like an indignant child than an adult. "If you don't want people to pocket shit, you shouldn't put it in plain sight. It's just asking for trouble."