Will nods. Maybe it wasn't as literal for Dustin as it had been for him in the past, but trauma definitely does that to you even without the additional problem of something else trying to pilot your body. It's a heavy topic, one that they only talk about a little at a time, but Will feels better being able to talk about it at all. It was why he tried not to stop himself when his friends asked after him. Even if he didn't tell his mother everything, he at least told them.

Draping himself over Dustin, Will stops trying just now to reach for the food, instead standing still and just letting the two of them rest together easily.

"I love you. And, if you ever feel like you need to talk about this stuff, I'm right here."