Will shrugged blithely. Truth was, he still forgot he didn't live here anymore. He'd been spending so much time here – working on the bathroom, or training with the bows, or dropping round for tea, or just sticking his head in on his way to or from somewhere – it was almost like he'd never moved out. "Righto, strange sandwiches are off the menu. How's the pantry, Tuck? Need us to make a grocery run?" He'd have been shocked if Tuck said yes, but he asked anyway out of habit.