Somewhere Awful- Will

Will waits a few moments and sighs before hopping off the bed, whereupon his odd shift in weight distribution draws attention to the tail sticking out of his rear, no matter how spectral it currently is. Will goes white as a sheet, or rather, would if not for the whole fur-aura thing probably blocking some of his apparent skin tone, but without anyone to freak out to a bit of tail-waving and a few minutes of heavy breathing and swearing is enough for him to have his fill.

That settled, Will goes through the cabinets again, just making sure they didn't restock him with any more keys. And he should take a mug for the road. Maybe the bathroom's clear by now and he can take some of that blood. God(s) know(s) that he should probably get a stupid snack before some thing rips out his stomach.