Will held her there in his arms as she cried. He was there to support her and hold her in his arms till her last tear was shed and she was no longer sad. But it seemed like that was not going to happen at the moment just yet. Will had to do more for her. He knew he had to. Will ran his hand along her back, just pressing down a little to let her know that he was there to hold her. And then when she spoke Will, pulled back a little and he placed one finger across her lips. "Shhh. Don't speak negatively about yourself. You are not going to end up alone, and you are definitely not a drunk whore. You don't deserve any of the abuse you are putting upon yourself." he spoke to her as he moved the hand away from her lips and just looked deeply into her eyes.<br/><br/>He adjusted his arms a little so that he could pull her into a tighter embrace. He felt that some of her tears had dropped down onto his shirt. Will did not care, it was something he had expected to happen when he came to sheer her up. "I care about you, Ali. And I know you are better than what you give yourself credit for."