Right. He could totally do this. He had to do this. It was pretty much too late to take it back now. Will looked fidgety, more than his normal fidgety. He kept trying to make his hands still and then kept moving them, unable to calm himself. Finally he grabbed some bandages and fidgeted with them instead. He tried to take a deep breath and another one, like he'd done so many times when he got anxious.

Was it helping? Nope.

Okay. Just rip the bandaid off.

"You need to know a few things. One. My dad's here. And two. I can cause illness. Like actually manifest it in other people. I can give people like, ebola or yellow fever or the common cold. I just found out before I got here and....I wasn't going to tell you. But. My dad's here."

Somehow all that made perfect sense in Will's head. The connection, the word spillage. He hoped Nadine was able to make the connection, or at least probe the right follow up questions so Will could try and explain it better.

"I also glow." If she hadn't noticed that by now. "Like a nightlight."