[Fear, honestly, prevented him from pulling the trigger, because if he did and if he killed someone how would that change him?]

You're probably right. Might be why I have a family of dogs and other hobbies to occupy my downtime so it's not just about the monsters. [It's an escape from the dark places in his imagination, though in thinking about he is concerned about his dogs and it adds another layer of motivation for him.]

You can call me Will [It was less formal that way, and might as well since he'd already seen more of John than he should in one conversation.] Unless Mister tickles some kind of fancy.

[Which it could, all things considered.]

As for the screaming I guess we'll find out [Will just tapers off at that, he's the sort of person who would change the topic of a subject flirtatiously without realizing he's doing it, likely part of his personality, but part of it has to do with mirroring others.]

Let's hope there's whiskey where we're going. [And to be honest Will had no idea where they were going, he just began moving his feet with purpose.] Though we might not be able to avoid Gal Friday forever.