Will wasn't a mind-reader, he didn't know what was going through Libby's head right now, but the way she'd shrunk back, made herself smaller, combined with the way she answered and then how she was just looking at him in that entreating manner...

"Hey," he said, his voice going softer. "Trust me, I understand complicated. Especially when it comes to fathers. But it doesn't really matter to me what he thinks, as long as where this is where you want to be." And all the evidence so far pointed to her very much wanting to be here.