Will looks much better than he did when Wilhelm first found him. At least he doesn't look like he's ten seconds away from passing out anymore. Wilhelm grins at him across the table.

"Put us together and we could make, like, the worst song of all time," he jokes, hoping to keep his new friend in a good mood. He's spent a lot of time feeling like a failure, listening to all the critical voices in his head while comparing himself to everyone around him. Will shouldn't have to endure all of that.