Will turned then, eyes narrowed, curiosity tugging at him but he didn't know if the Sheriff would answer his questions. "So three years huh? Did he come to you first, or was it just serendipity?" he asked. He took a loud, juicy bite of his apple. "Funny, I never can picture you having any friends. You're much too- what's the word, Rob? Ah! Too much of a cunt, that's it."