Will: thank god.....*he helps you up, but grabs your wrist in a way so it makes it that your hand cant move*...sorry about that, all of it, .......i...*he doesnt know what to say, and is at a loss for words, but he wants to say something*
Will: *thinks you think hes insane becuz this was Mrs. Aftons exact reaction* i knew it. why would i even ask you anything like that? i alrady kew this would be your reaction, why did i even question it? *starts dragging you to the safe room* well, things have to hapen now i guess, you'd make a nice Chica anyways