Will shifted so he was sitting with his back leaning on the front of the cage, legs straight out in front of him. God, having some food in his belly was good.
"You wanna see it while you're eating?" he asked a little dubiously, although he knew for himself right now that the sight of it would not deter him. He sipped his tea, then with a glance at Marian and Stutely distracted by their conversation, gingerly pulled the jumpsuit down under his butt enough so he could expose the wound again. He hadn't re-dressed it yet, so it was still open and sore, the skin red and taut. He hissed softly at the sight of it, then glanced at Tuck. "You sure? Now?"