Will thanked his acting genes, his mother had made it big in that industry. He then straightened to a proper as hell posture once more, his strings zapping back in once he hit a button.<br/><br/>He had tipped his head back and laughed when he had received the reaction he nodded, his eyes quickly shifting to Erin. He nodded his head, humming. “Um, yeah. I feel<i>extremely</i>out of place, though. Everyone seems to know what to do and how to.. American,” he chuckled, a silent gag leaving him when he saw them kiss. It was part playful and part genuine.<br/><br/>Sure—he seemed all poised and mature, but that was just thirteen years of grooming school shoved up his ass.<br/><br/>His arms went around himself uncomfortably as he was mentioned, a weak smile on his face. He was currently sort of hating being here.