Will beamed at her, as he replied, "I may be down, but I'm not out. And if it means spending more time with you, I'm completely game." Will had since finished his lunch and collected his trays and moved over to pile the trays on top of the bins, one at a time of course. Returning to his table, he grabbed his leather jacket, put his arm through the good sleeve, and slung the other side over his shoulder. "Ready when you are."
The pain pills influence had subsided some, and some of the color had returned to his face, and he had lost part of the glassiness in his eyes. Part of the true Will had leaked out, and he had only hoped she noticed.