"I don't know- she looked- small." Will shook his head, closing his eyes. Play along. Yes. Play along, and they'd get out. But what would "playing along" entail? God, he could say the words, but he didn't have to like it. Bare fucking minimum, so long as it kept Evie safe. "If she gets hurt cos of me- Fuck, Tuck, this is so fucked up-"