[ Will doesn't mean to laugh, and he really tries not to. But there's such joy in Malcolm's question- one that Will has already answered, but not all these answers get through the first time, he knows. He vows to himself to never take that away. And he leans over to kiss the top of Malcolm's head in order to- hopefully- convey he means no harm by his little chuckle of an outburst. ]

No, never. And I'd never want you to, if you didn't want it. And I don't think you do.

What you do want...in my estimation- [ Important to admit that, because he's very capable of being wrong. ] -is to have control. You want control of a situation, and maybe control of particular people. It's what you were never afforded here. It's why your father doesn't deserve death, but he also certainly doesn't deserve freedom. It's why you love cases, especially where you talk down a killer or catch them in their own traps. Does that...resonate with you, at all?