It's always about blood, see.
Now that the initial shock had worn off, the deeper shock had had a chance to set in.
It was bad enough having the memory that your brother was dead resting in the back of your head without having to deal with the sight of him with a blood-soaked wound across the front of his chest, right where that damned letter had referenced the wound that killed him.
William was, thus, not exactly at his best. He'd made it down three flights of stairs without realizing there was blood all over the side of his shirt, for one thing.
He was also slightly oblivious to the fact that his inner monologue over this was not actually very inner at all, and so he stormed into the Times office muttering, "Damn headstrong fool, always rushing in without ever stopping to bloody well think," and punctuated the word 'think' by knocking a near-empty inkwell off his desk to shatter on the floor before resting his hands on his desk.
At which point he became aware that the office was, in fact, not empty.
And that there was a fair amount of blood all over the side of his shirt.
"Oh dear," he said, and sat down rather heavily.
It was bad enough having the memory that your brother was dead resting in the back of your head without having to deal with the sight of him with a blood-soaked wound across the front of his chest, right where that damned letter had referenced the wound that killed him.
William was, thus, not exactly at his best. He'd made it down three flights of stairs without realizing there was blood all over the side of his shirt, for one thing.
He was also slightly oblivious to the fact that his inner monologue over this was not actually very inner at all, and so he stormed into the Times office muttering, "Damn headstrong fool, always rushing in without ever stopping to bloody well think," and punctuated the word 'think' by knocking a near-empty inkwell off his desk to shatter on the floor before resting his hands on his desk.
At which point he became aware that the office was, in fact, not empty.
And that there was a fair amount of blood all over the side of his shirt.
"Oh dear," he said, and sat down rather heavily.