And, weirdly, it is soothing. It shouldn't be. It should be the opposite of soothing, because the last time Will had been held like this, it was after he dreamed about getting a blade in his stomach.
But he's always known his brain was a bit messed up.
"I don't know what I was doing. That phone call. I think I wanted you to get away. Everything just happened." Another exhale, calmer this time. "It's going to all turn out the same as the other ones. You'll get caught. Maybe even everything else the same will happen."