[House just grunts noncommittally at the first comment. He only has vague theories at the moment and no way to prove them... or even disprove them, which is what he'd like to do. Narrow the field a little to bring more clarity.
At the second comment, though, he pounds a nail particularly hard and ends up bending it, along with wrenching his skinned shoulder. He breathes out slowly, not looking up at Will.]
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At the second comment, though, he pounds a nail particularly hard and ends up bending it, along with wrenching his skinned shoulder. He breathes out slowly, not looking up at Will.]
They're nails. We'll find more of them.