Tuck reached up, laying his hand over Will's on his shoulder. "Tired," he admitted. "And I'm going to do what you would want me to do and take the night off even though I feel like I shouldn't." He couldn't push Will into self-care and not do the same. "I sat down and now I feel like I will never get up again. I was going to offer you a drink." Tuck sort of gestured towards his kitchen. "How are you, my love?"