William nods cautiously, thumb still in his mouth, his other hand still firmly clutching Sam's leg. At least he's not throwing a tantrum, which is an improvement over the last few days, so Sam takes that as a good sign even if he seems reluctant.

"Why don't you take your coat off, kiddo?" Sam suggests gently, but William shakes his head. "Okay. Maybe just your hat?" He doesn't take it off, but he doesn't stop Sam from peeling it off one-handed, and he stares at Jack the whole time. It's another one of those times Sam wishes she knew what William is thinking.

"Sorry," she says quietly to Jack. "He's a little shy."