At this point Will is doing that awful, shuddery, shaky sort of breathing that people do when they're trying not to cry. He doesn't want to ruin everything by crying like a dumb baby. He's done that too many times recently. But Sam's hand on his shoulder makes him crumble a little more, as does Breakdown's soft, firm reply. He stays very quiet while Sam looks at him, face knitting into anxiety when she frowns.

"What? What is it?"