Will watched her as she spoke, could feel the longing she had for her family, and also the relief that they were safe, even if she wasn't there to watch over them. Will wished he had the same assurances about Abigail, though with Hannibal here with him, maybe she was safer there than she would have been otherwise.

"I think that sounds like a wonderful idea," he said when Molly suggested walking back to their apartment building. He was a little cold himself, though he hadn't noticed it until Molly mentioned getting warm with him. He felt color rise to his face, though it wasn't a blush, something more visceral causing his blood to start pumping again. He stood first, reaching out to take the garbage from Molly and throw it away in a nearby trashcan before he offered her his hand to help her stand.