"It's okay, I'll help." Will fetched the dry clothes and then crouched down in front of Tuck to help him peel off the wet things. He frowned as he worked the wet fabric that did insist on sticking to itself and to Tuck's skin, and tried not to think about Tuck in any other way, despite the replay that had been rolling in his mind since it happened.
He threw the wet top aside and then pulled off his own teeshirt to try and towel Tuck down a bit so he didn't drip through his dry things. "Did they say why they did it?" he asked as he worked. "It's so needlessly cruel- fuck I'm sorry, Tuck. It shouldn't've happened."