Will was always in a good mood. Usually. He really wasn't one to sulk, even when talking about how useless he was in comparison to his siblings. Wilhelm would know when Will wasn't in a good mood. Usually, it resulted in him using his drill sergeant voice. Will had once been compared to a dent resistant car. He just kept popping back into place no matter how bad the crash. At least, on the outside.

So, he laughed at the boy's joke. "We could put on a show for all of Nocwich. I'm sure their ears wouldn't be bleeding at all!"