[House isn't going to badger him. He doesn't want to take what's offered? Fine. It's nothing that he's going to bleed out from. The doctor just stands and watches the other man, head cocked, body tensed and ready to dodge if he decides he wants to share the knifing love. When he steps all the way out and retreats, House seriously considers closing and barring the bedroom door. They can talk over the network. That's where they talk best.
Both of them, apparently.
But he's curious about Will, and that puts paranoia and caution squarely in the backseat.
House puts his supplies away and returns to the bedframe. As he continues, though, he begins to sing. He's a baritone and perfectly on-key, if a little rough.]
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Both of them, apparently.
But he's curious about Will, and that puts paranoia and caution squarely in the backseat.
House puts his supplies away and returns to the bedframe. As he continues, though, he begins to sing. He's a baritone and perfectly on-key, if a little rough.]