Fisher was special, and if Will was making him feel that then all the better. He was also incredibly comfortable to rest against. Though if Fisher had mentioned he thought Will was an actual angel in the metaphorical terms he might have laughed and livened up rather than be lulled into the sleep he was drifting into now.
"George Clooney?" The angel smiled, eyes closed. The amusement was in his voice as he made his fingers interlock with Fisher's. "It's a good dream. Better than Pitt. Actually Georgie might not be as out of reach as you think, he's... been known to dabble in the form of man. But in all seriousness you should go for it... the singing thing. You have a great voice, it'd be a shame to waste it." His last words were mingled in a yawn which he finished sighing softly.