Will's face suddenly became grim and serious, like the flick of a switch. "There are many perfect things in the universe, Lass. Ye'll see in time." There was a tightness in his voice as he remembered a better time in his life, better people, a better him.

He sighed deeply and forced himself back into the happy bar demeanor he'd practiced for so many years. "Of course, relaxing isn't supposed to be easy. If it was easy it wouldn't be worth it, would it? Shrugging off responsibilities because there's something ye'd rather be doing isn't for everyone. Ye best be prepared for quite a bit of training. Long hours, working into the night... I can't begin to predict how much time it's going to take for me to train ye to truly relax." He ruffled her hair as he said it, hoping it'd distract her from his serious moment.