The excess of enthusiasm clinched it for him. There was some reason why Will wasn't completely sold on the idea. And Devon shifted slightly, maybe to get a bit of space between them since there really hadn't been none since the moment he'd walked in the door.
He was about to say something, to tell him that he should just go ahead and admit whatever it was that he was really thinking, when Will put it out there without his prompt. "Okay. So... What do I need to know?" He couldn't imagine that there was anything he could tell him that would be that big of a deal, but maybe he was wrong.