Will had been working nonstop for what seemed like forever. It felt like days had gone by without a break, and you could see how much it was wearing him down. You couldn't stand to watch him push himself like that anymore, so you headed to the infirmary to find him. When you did, it hit you hard—Will was sitting on the floor, hidden behind the medics' table, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed. He was pulling at his hair, mumbling to himself unintelligibly