[ Will can definitely smell Root on the shirt as he comes near he couch- she's someone who he's gotten used to the smell of, as weird as that sounds. It makes him smile a bit, as that's something he'd do with some of Malcolm's clothes on the nights they're not together. He'd thought it was just a wolf thing.

He doesn't disturb the little nest, instead sitting on the floor in hopes of dogs to pet. He lets Shaw take a few bites before he starts in. ]

I- well, I had a dream, after that talk with you. You...your body was set up on display. Some sort of magic held it together as it separated neatly into sixteen vertical slices. The pieces pulled apart neatly as I tried to run towards you, but some invisible forcefield kept me from getting closer.

[ He rubs at his face, sighing. It doesn't take a psychology degree to see where all that came from. Of course, he doesn't know if Shaw remembers Beverly Katz's death and display. There has been so many horrors in his life. ]

We were in a river, but it was my river in Wolf Trap- where I like to fish. Where I...go, sometimes, when I'm stressed out. And I watched as pieces of you kept sliding down into it. Disappearing under the surface.