Will hated getting clothes on a damp body. He wished Tuck owned a hair dryer so they could use that instead. Maybe he should air-dry a moment instead.
He raised an eyebrow at Much then, and half a smile came back to his face, although it was in no way a happy one. "Why not? That's an idea- do that! Call him out. Be the one jumping the gun and getting even. And then while you're up in his face-" Will ran his thumb across his throat. "I stick him from behind. He never fights fair with us, why should we fight fair with him?"