For a moment, Will regrets taking the conversation down this road. There's a lot of anger here, and while he normally wouldn't mind, it's uncomfortable to see it in someone he cares about. But maybe it's important that Rosinante gets some of this out of his system. Maybe it'll help. Somehow.

Or maybe it'll make things worse.

"We don't have to keep talking about him if you'd prefer not to." He at least wants to give Rosinante an out, if he wants it. "I know he's not a topic you're especially fond of. He sounds like, quite honestly, one of the worst people I've ever heard about." A psychopath, Rosinante said. Will's been called that himself before; psychopath, sociopath, an antisocial personality. There were times when he thought that might be accurate, but in his defense, Rosinante's brother is on an entirely different level.

Will reaches a hand across the table for one of Rosinante's. "I'm... sorry you had a monster for a brother." He isn't sure what else to say. He's gotten a little bit better at displaying his own emotions, but he's still far from an expert on dealing with these situations. How do you comfort someone about this? When not only was it all real, but they had to spend a while pretending to be alright with it? Hell, he doesn't know how to properly deal with his own anger, let alone anyone else's.