"And you're a murdering thief!" Hermes said, just a touch too loudly, too possibly overheard. "I'm not judging you for that!"
Will folded his arms across his chest, staring Hermes down. "Joke's on him, Stutely isn't even bothered by whatever-the-shit he's trying to do," he replied, talking about Hermes and not to him. "So he can leave."
Hermes made a loud noise of exasperation. "I'm not lying! I did come here to help! You asked for a donation and I gave you one, I didn't have to do that! And I didn't see you refusing it, all high up on your horse there. Victimless crime is it? Theft? The courts sure don't think so, do they Scarlet?"
"Oh, you got money out of him? Nice," Will said with an approving nod, ignoring the dig at his criminal record. "Do you think we realises that we all think he's a prick, yet?"