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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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"Will."

Dinah reaches for him, and gently but firmly removes his hand.

"It's natural to blame yourself, but it's also going to stop you from healing. You have to let it go."

"Why? I may be livin' but I'm naught 'ere but a broken man."

"Then you just need time to mend," Dinah tells him. "You have Kate, and when your back's better you can have your swordwork. There's lots of good to be done out there."

"Is better, gets better each day an will 'elp 'unt an such to feed e'eryone, can do that."

He moves slightly to show her his healing back as proof, he's not that bad really.

"It is healing well."

Dinah speaks from the experience of having seen a lot of injuries.

Then her voice gets soft again.

"It'll get better, Will. I promise."

He nods again and looks up into the green of the tree before he speaks,

"Thank ye, just wish to be strong."

Dinah places a hand on his shoulder.

"I know," she says. "And you are, I can tell."

"Forgive me for goin' on so. Who are the friends that came with ye?"

"It's no problem."

Dinah peers out across the fields, and points at the Aerie One. "See that? That's the Aerie One. Zinda Blake, she's our ace pilot, and my friend Babs is somewhere around the farm - she's in a wheelchair?"