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Will is confused, Tom was just being a rat, that must be the explanation.

Nonetheless, he did not sleep well at all last night and is currently outside going through sword forms with admirable dedication.

He's been there since the sun came up with the hope that if he moves enough than he won't be able to think.

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"Oh good, so already got that... Wait, what do you mean broken." Xander looked him over.

"Uh, no offense, but you look intact to me." More so than him actually.

Will's holding himself a bit stiffly, all that practice means he's hurting more and says quietly,

"Got captured by the Sheriff, 'eld three days, was on the gallows 'fore ended up 'ere."

Xander peered closer, and his brown eye seemed more piercing now. Now that he got a better look, something about Will's body language. Well, reminded him of how Giles was for a while after Angelus had tortured him. And remembering Caleb taunting him before he crushed his eye with his thumb.

"Wasn't just enough for them to grab you either, was it? They had to be sick about it too, and get their twisted screwed up kicks in too, right?" He spat out.

"Ne'er broke, sir, ne'er told 'em what they wished to know."

Will's now twisting at the bandage around his wrist and his eyes are hurt and confused, he's trying not to show how he's still hurt, best to not show things.

Xander nodded, "Good for you, man. I'd like to say I would been the same. Got my share of scars too."

He briefly lifted the front of his shirt to show some of the scarring, "Courtesy of my last date. Just wanted me to carve me up and bleed on some evil artifact. Demon chick, by the way. I should have known." He then lowered his shirt, and then lifted the eyepatch where the hollowed out cavity sans eyeball could be seen.

"Evil preacher guy, told me I'm the guy who sees, so thought it'd be funny to gouge them out with his thumb. Managed to get away before he could take them both. And in comparison with some of my friends? I got off light."

Will just nods and painfully lifts his shirt to show Xander the bandages covering the lines of whip marks, not even scars yet, still healing,

"'eld me three days, ne'er broke."

Xander gave a grim nod after that.

"Have you had anybody look at those? Or treat them with anything antiseptic?"

"Aye, got that done na long after came 'ere, Marley took care o''em. Been keepin' 'em clean an changin' the bandages when I can, tis 'ard an sometimes miss a day since canna reach round properly an 'ate bein' a burden."

Xander remarked, "Hey, if you're injured, you're injured. Nothing you can do about that. I think the Sunnydale Hospital was about to set up our own personal rooms at the rate we were in and out there. And that's not even counting the time that the demon with the creepy eyeballs that was attacking kids there."

"Aye, I know but ne'er meant to cause such trouble for Robin after all 'e's done for me. An 'ate feelin' that I canna do all I should."

"Speaking as the guy who was without powers in a group of magic users, werewolves, so called reformed vampires, Slayers, and well, uh Dawn, I'd say you were doing as much as you could. Because, I've been there. The guy as bait, being tossed about while the big kids fight it out? That was me for years. And even I got my chance to save the world a few times. It'll happen for you too, maybe here, maybe back there."

Will just nods, twisting at the bandage,

"Know 'ow to fight with blade an bow just feel out o'place is all, Sherwood's feels so far away."

Xander nodded, "Me too, and a couple of weapons too. Just had to. And I already been bounced out of my world into some other apocalypse only to get bounced out of that one and land here. And there's nobody else from home here either."

"Oh aye, but seems to be nice people 'ere an all. So will find a way, didna give up in Nottingham, willna 'ere either."

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