Will was still leaning against the ship's railings like a small boy with a stuffed bear racing sticks under the bridge. Now, he relaxes his arms enough to lower his feet to the deck.

"That's not news, Jack!" he calls, in defiance of it being exactly what he needed to hear. "Tell her I'm here. Tell her - them her I love her - them. Both of them!"

Beat.

"Tell someone else to tell her that."

He doesn't want Jack in a room with his wife while she's in that situation.