Will dd not like how Ali was trying to deflect and move things over onto him. He had accepted his responsibility for his actions, and had gone through his rather depressed phase, so there was no need to really feel anything at the moment other than to try and  support her. He put the paper down and lounged out on his couch with his phone in hand. His couch was quite comfy with its nice cotton pillows and and the blanket that he had draped over the back of the couch.<br/><br/>He looked up at his phone, and looked at the screen. He was trying to figure out what to say to her. Ali needed comfort and he needed to try and figure out what she needed at the moment. "Ali, are you alright? Tell me what happened." Will sent back to her. He was leaning up against the back of the couch. His head was leaning on the back of the couch's arm rest as he looked up into the ceiling. He was just lost in his own thoughts.