"Is there something wrong with your head?" asked Ohta, reduced to her power-saving form and riding Will's shoulders with her arms crossed atop his head as she complained, "I went through all the effort of goading that bitch into attacking so you wouldn't have to worry about that bullshit title. Why did you confess to her after the fact?"
"Obligation, mainly," responded Will, shrugging as he added, "I agreed to knock her up, so unless she burns the bridge between us from her end, I will make good on my promise."
"I should have just killed her..." grumbled Ohta, hooking her middle fingers in Will's mouth and stretching it open in frustration.
"On a plus note, we won't be in the Wilds much longer..." appended Will, squeezing Ohta's calves and rubbing them with his thumbs as he added, "And once we leave, I'll be more reserved moving forward. I understand it doesn't excuse my behavior till now—but I want to be a better leader and lover to you girls..."
