"Parts of us are the same," Will gently corrects. "But not that. I wouldn't want to 'get back' at Alana, not when she was doing her best with the information she had. Even if the circumstances...make me angry."

The next drawing is less his usual style. However, it still features Will, leaning over a desk with dark creatures in the dark behind him, growing increasingly grotesque as one looks up and back. Notably, the wendigo and ravenstag are both there, antlers merging near the top of the drawing. Both are looking accusingly at the viewer, eyes a stark white. Winston looks at Will with concern from the bottom right. And yes, even asleep, Will looks tormented, shoulders drawn together, hair scraggly curls. He's wearing what he usually wears to sleep, an undershirt and boxer briefs.

"Yeah, I'm wondering if I'm ever wearing a full outfit in any of these..." Will murmurs. "But I always suspected he had an eidetic memory. And he's probably pushing that angle anyway because he's jealous. He wants both of us to know how intimately he knows me. He expected I'd treat you like Molly, and...leave out some things."