"Tuck is... Tuck. He's not mad, he's just disappointed." Will shrugged. "Luna and I are talking, but it's still small steps. I'm supposed to be seeing Addy next week, I have to sort out when. Stutely is his normal obfusticated self, but we're alright. It's just Alan, really. And myself. I'm really fuckin' mad at myself." He wished he knew how to get out of this conversation and make things better. "I really want a drink."