Will gave a little nod of approval, though still appearing shaken. His hair was stood on end, matted and a mess and his blue eyes still had an edge of fear about them. "Don't be sorry. It's the truth. Though my room at home was worse..." No point in thinking of that, none at all unless he wanted to be sedated and sent off to solitary. Again. He shifted uncomfortably and drew his long legs against himself. "Anything you wanna do just - go with it."
He couldn't help it. He just had to think about the sex part because now he was out of the restraints of his home life, being fucking 28 and not even been kissed yet so naturally his repressed functions would start to wake up and he was genuinely interested. "So... you're gay, yeah?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow. "The make up isn't... for a rock music image? Cause if wearing make up means you're gay I don't think I can do it.." And he'd been considering it.