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Will is doing a little better. There are so many new people and things that he's found himself spending most of his time outside in his tree or with Kate.

The ache in him that's missing Sherwood and home is almost painful as he sits in his tree and watches the world below.

(OOC: I EP finally, the headvoice got shy on me. Fair warning for angst with the outlaw.)

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"Oh aye, I understand, milady, least think I do. Won't tell."

Kate has a codename in her world, he gets the idea but he was going to be hung in front of the entire town of Nottingham so he also doesn't quite get it.

"Thanks," Dinah says.

"Mind if I join you?"

"Oh aye, course, milady. Keep tryin' to talk to folks but get all mixed up since na one else is from me time or all though tis Kate."

For a moment he smiles and looks like a teenager but it passes.

Dinah's not the world's greatest tree-climber, but she manages.

"It's got to be hard," she sympathises as she makes her way up. "I'm just lucky my best friends came with me. Don't know what I'd do without them.

"Who's Kate?"

"Met 'er 'ere, milady, she's lovely an strong. 'ero in 'er world."

He opens his mouth to say more about how she helps him feel whole but stops and leans against the tree with a wince. How does he explain to strangers he arrived here from the gallows.

Dinah would, in a way, understand. She knows the stories, after all.

"Really?" And there's a knowing smile that fades when he winces. "Are you OK?"

"Oh aye, milady, 'ealin' up fine. Naught to worry ye."

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Dinah nods.

"Well, I have some medical training, if you need. And if you want to talk, I... you probably can't shock me."

He's not quite sure what to say to that and curls up a bit more,

"Thank ye, milady, truly I'm 'ealin' fine."

"So tell me about Kate?"

Subject change for the win. Also, Dinah wants to know about her.

"She's a fighter but 'as na powers, milady. Uses sword an bow an staves, older weapons but she's a modern fighter. 'as such strength to 'er."

There may be a quick racking of Dinah's brains to see if she can think of a Kate who fits this description.

"That's a lot of weapons. Most of my friends became experts of just one."

"Well think she 'as to get better at 'em to make up for na 'avin' powers. Though got 'er codename from the bow she uses, in 'onor o'a fellow named 'awkeye who died."

OK, Dinah doesn't know that one. But she smiles.

"She'd get on with Ollie then. My mother had no powers, but she did all her fighting hand to hand."

"Oh aye, milady, ne'er met so many folks with gifts till I got 'ere. Tis some magic in Sherwood but naught like that."

Though Sherwood shines out in his green eyes.

"It's sort of a double edged sword," Dinah says. "My world's full of metas, but they're not all heroes."

"Oh aye, milady, must be 'ard. Just so strange for me is all."

"I imagine it's no harder than a world where everyone - good and bad - has no powers," Dinah says. "You can find villiany anywhere."

He rubs at his wrist again,

"Oh aye, milady, just 'ave to do all ye can to keep those who canna."

Another concerned glance at his wrist, but Dinah nods.

"I know you understand," she says.

"What have you been doing since getting here?"

"Na too much. Went with Sam an Kate to the Coast an found it full o'Fae an came back. Since then just been tryin' to 'eal an Kate's teachin' me to read. Wish to do more but still 'urtin' is all."

"Well, don't push yourself too hard," Dinah says. "But don't let yourself atrophy too much. When you're better healed, I'd love to spar with you a couple of times."

The need to take care of wounded heroes is clearly something she's picked up from Babs.

"Been goin' through me sword forms e'ery day, makes me feel I'm o'some use still."

"It's good to keep in shape," Dinah agrees. "I hope you get better quickly."

"Oh aye, willna let anyone else down."