It took me at least two hours to talk myself out of drawing on your face with your pen. [ Not really, but this is what happens when it's just the two of them. House stops acting for an audience, and Will stops trying to protect himself from an audience.

He knows he should pick up the soap and get about his business, but just a few more minutes to just be. ]

Eventually I wandered off and investigated the room full of corpses. Was in the midst of that when you all started screaming.