Well they were certainly out of the gate now. Will frowned at her, sickened to hear that. "No, I- I didn't- know that." He'd been about to deny that he ever would, but he couldn't remember everything that was said in the flurry of emotion, but he did remember himself. Slut. Whore. Prostitute.
"I'm sorry," he said again. He wanted this to be at the very least a productive conversation, not a categorical denial from the first hurdle.