So far, Fisher did not like Will. But then again, all he really knew of him was that he'd caught him unaware. Long gone was the drained color from his cheeks, and now the medium's face was burning red, all the way up to the tips of his ears.
"Yeah, well... it wasn't.... nng," he grunted. He didn't have a retort for any of that. Will was being sincere, and it showed, and Fisher didn't know what to make of someone who actually liked impromptu crappy singing. Peeking out from the covers just a little more, he brushed his hair aside to actually get a decent look at the guy. Makeup, a nice smile, overly styled hair. Gay, no doubt about that. But definitely male, on closer inspection.
"It was supposed to be MCR," he mumbled after a moment. "But I don't sound anything like Gerard Way. And it's... prob'ly better with music and stuff..."