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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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"I'll look out for him."

"Think 'e might 'ave left the farm for a bit na sure, 'is accent's bit like mine."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Think ye might get along is all."

"I'm sure you're right, I doubt your judgement would be wrong about these things." Sam replies amiably. "If I see him while travelling, I'll talk to him."

"Oh aye, good. We should maybe cook somethin' 'gain, that was fun."

"It was. Want to go try cooking something right now?"

"Aye, be good to do somethin'."

"Let's go, then." Sam says, hopping down from the trees.

Will follows him and in the kitchen looks around trying to pick something and settles on eggs,

"An egg thing should be easy, aye?"

"I don't know. You can get food poisoning from eggs if they're not cooked properly."

"Then we'll just 'ave to cook 'em properly is all."

"Okay then." Beat. "What are we going to do with the eggs?"

Will runs a hand through his hair,

"Um, fry 'em."

"Right. Fry them. Okay."

"Should be able to manage that, aye?"

"Yeah. Of course."

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