Tuck rolled onto his back so he could look up at Will, and he groaned again, "y-you shouldn't be up," he murmured. "Give me- just a second," his muscles were relaxing, but god, they were going to be painful tomorrow. It looked like Malcolm's plan worked though. Tuck wished it had been less painful, but hell if it worked it worked.
He took a second, and then he groaned and sat up. "Y'should lie back down. Don't hurt yourself worse for me. I'll live. Fucking asshole. Wish Evie had stolen something of his too." Then he gave Will a wry smile, "I was so fucking proud of her and Lackland had a meltdown, it was hilarious." At least finding the meltdown hilarious wasn't a lie.