Here he had been bracing to be let down as gently as he can imagine Will letting anyone down. Instead, his smile creeps cautiously back onto his face with every word, true as they are. Yes, there's plenty wrong with both of them, but at least they're wrong in ways that are mirrored in each other. He still knows more about Will than Will knows about him when it comes to those past issues - but maybe, with this, he'll find a way to explain, so they both know what ground the other is standing on.

When he sighs, it's with relief and buoyed hopes. After a draw from the cigarette, he steps closer, enough to rest his hand on Will's head and stroke lightly, still a little unsure how much will be tolerated despite now wanting to shower affection all over him.

"Don't need to promise anything, all right? I can't make promises either. We'll just take it one day at a time. I've just... I've never really felt like this about anyone and I'm still not sure what 'this' is but I want to give it a try. With you."

He feels heat on his face again, a little embarrassed at having all that out there, but there it is. Much as he's cursing that fortune teller, maybe the result wasn't all bad.