Will smiles a little too. "No, didn't figure she would be. That's a good list, though."

He could keep breaking down the others listed, be very reasonable and methodical about it, but Will takes this less-panicked time to kiss Malcolm gently on the side of the head and continue rubbing his back. Will can't tell him it'll all be okay- that's a platitude that hasn't worked with him for years.

But what he can do is be here, a warm presence that Malcolm can take some solace in. In order to accommodate that, Will shifts around a bit and then manages to pull the edge of the warm blanket over his shoulders as well. His arm carefully finds its way around Malcolm's back, just under the blanket now. They can sit under here for a while. "I'll get you some tea in a little bit," he promises.