Will winced apologetically. "'M sorry. Was stupid of me, opening my trap like that. Couldn't seem to—" He cut himself off, shook his head as though trying to shake off the thought. The slightly sick feeling that she'd somehow clawed through his wall of silence and ripped the retort from his gullet. It wasn't a thought he wanted to examine too closely just now. "Shit." He touched Clio's arm, concern in his gaze. "What c'n I get you right now? A cuppa? Summat stronger?"