Will sighed and hung his head. “Spineless cowards jumped me when I was drunk and didn't let it be a fair fight because they know I’d have won. Wrenched my shoulder pulling my arm behind my back. Well. Dislocated it. That and everything else.” He scowled a moment, his hand going to his nose, a flash of the absolute contempt he held for Gisborne and the Sheriff showing on his face. But then he looked to Luna and the clouds passed with a half-smile. “It’ll take better men than the Sheriff of Nottingham and Guy of Gisborne to slow me down though. It took myself.” He laughed. "I got healed by a goddess-saint and then got too excited and landed on my shoulder again climbing in a window. So, you know, the usual."