"Alright." He wasn't going to fight her on it; that would cause more problems.
"Doesn't have to be right now though. It'll still be here in a few minutes. Let's get comfortable first." Which was a total lie - as soon as he had that drink in hand, he'd end up working on the clean up effort anyway. Better than having to stare at it; but he did have to figure out what they were gonna do with the debris.
She hugs him, then lets go slowly, inspecting the room. "Maybe we can pile stuff near the door and then when things calm down we can get rid of it with all the other things that've gotten broken around the ship. It's not like anyone will think it's weird."
"Let's put it outside on the deck. At least there, I can consider burnin' it on the beach later. A little bonfire for us." It wasn't going to do much for his shame, but it was step one - get things cleaned up so they could pad around the cabin safely.
"Do you think you'll be able to tell me what happened to you today?"
"Good idea." She starts picking up all the bits she can reach. Focusing on that until he asks her what he asks her. Willa stares at her armload of broken furniture, eyes filling a little as she thinks about Jesus and John Gaius and Arthur and John and Zerxus.
He nods in return and then once again to point her back towards the door so he could follow her out. They make a nice pile on the free corner of the deck and Raylan sets about sweeping. He was glad the cabin was hardwood floor and stand alone rugs throughout. Made all this a lot easier.
He wasn't going to push her to talk until things were, in fact, finished but if she didn't say anything by the time he put the broom away, dark brown worried eyes would settle on her, patiently waiting for her to pick a place, to sit or stand, to start when she was ready.
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"Doesn't have to be right now though. It'll still be here in a few minutes. Let's get comfortable first." Which was a total lie - as soon as he had that drink in hand, he'd end up working on the clean up effort anyway. Better than having to stare at it; but he did have to figure out what they were gonna do with the debris.
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"Do you think you'll be able to tell me what happened to you today?"
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She bites her lip and nods. "Finish this first?"
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He wasn't going to push her to talk until things were, in fact, finished but if she didn't say anything by the time he put the broom away, dark brown worried eyes would settle on her, patiently waiting for her to pick a place, to sit or stand, to start when she was ready.