"No," Will said mournfully. "He's still on ice in the bath." He heaved a sigh, thinking about poor Tuck. "He was stabbed, right-" He made his hand into a blade and pointed it at his throat. "We were meant to be just a sex thing too. I said that a lot. But I can't handle three people so you better keep that fresh new love inside you until you find someone who deserves it. It ain't me. Though you are very cute." He tossed her a wink.