Truth be told, Will didn't know the answer to that, at least not right off the bat. He was always so preoccupied with the emotions and emotional state of everyone else that he rarely dwelled on his own feelings. Many believed that he was introspective simply because he was shy and quiet. That was not really the case. Will was shy and quiet because more often than not, he was pay attention to everything that transpired around him. He was perhaps the worst busybody around, except that he never used the information against anyone, only to help them.
After a moment of thought, he answered, "Not at the moment. Not really." He leaned his head against the headstone as if it was a pillow of some sort that was supposed to comfort him. It was an odd position for Will. He was not used to being the one who needed comforting. He was usually the one who comforted others. "I just miss him, you know? And I still have so many questions. What do you do when you're not okay?"