Will frowned, immediately understanding Anneliese's expression. She'd never been very good at hiding her emotions and Will knew precisely when she was trying to cover her feelings up. He leaned toward her, nudging his shoulder with hers before kissing her cheek, "Do you want to dance?"
It could keep her mind off the things that were also plaguing Will. He had no desire to comfort Emmeline Vance, but the guilt he felt was immense so he couldn't do anything but help Anneliese with her friend. The war was over, and as much as he still hated the girl, no one deserved what had happened. The Lestranges had just got absolutely insane, and the wake of their terror was going to be felt forever.
Will felt like a really shitty person, these days, but he'd vowed to be a good husband, so he stood and put his hand out to Anneliese, smiling softly.
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