Much frowned, and uncrossed his legs so he could reached out across the floor and kick Will in the shin. It was a terrible angle to try to kick someone, but Much wasn't trying to hurt. "Cut it out - you're alive, aren't you? And everyone you've pissed off, all still alive, right?" He sighed, pulling his leg back toward himself. "It's fucked up, but... s'not irreparable, right?"