Will freaked out totally when Hamilton confessed to conjuring up a demonic girl because, essentially, it was a rainy afternoon, and his camera lens had cracked, and he'd finished all the Pringles. Hamilton couldn't seem to make Will see his point of view.
"We've got to talk to somebody adult and responsible about this" Will said.
"What, like my dad?" Hamilton looked horrified.
"Since when did adult and responsible go together?" Bella asked wryly. She was thinking of her mother. She would have thought, with his father issues, Will would have been as cynical about authority figures as she sometimes felt. On the other hand, his determination to become an authority figure himself one day made him support them now.
Will looked at her wildly. "This is serious, Bell. There must be something we should be doing."
"Uhh, if there is, I expect you'd know about it" Scout said, unexpected.
Bella and Hamilton looked at him. Bella was wondering if - besides the crush on her - Scout was working up a hero worship for Will's intellect. Yes, Will was bright, but being hero worshipped wouldn't be good for him.
"I mean, you do all those magic rituals" Scout continued. He did share a room with Krudsky.
"I didn't think you'd notice" Will said, crestfallen. He'd been so proud of the cover story for the ingredients. He'd cribbed it from an Elizabeth Gaskell novella, but he'd been confident that Scout wouldn't ever find that out.
"So, uh, I wasn't supposed to notice the mummified rodent inside my Nike sneakers?"
"Nike!" Hamilton looked shocked. "Do you know their record of unethical business-" His voice died. Bella had just turned and caught his eye.
"The less we hear from you about ethics, Fleming, the better off we'll be" Will said evenly. "Now, let's go down to the library and find a spell to un-summon this Jake."
They had forgotten the other thing about the library. As Bella was reaching across the counter, a strange, hirsute man popped up from the other side and pounded an enormous leatherbound volume down in front of her. "You think this is Shakespeare he said, with ill placed triumph.
"They've spelled VAMPIRE wrong" Scout said thoughtfully.
Finn - for it was he - studied Scout with misgiving. "Am I going to be teaching you English?" he asked, derailed.
"You're going to be teaching him and me. But not this girl. She's, er, visiting." This must be Finn, Will thought. He hoped he was a good teacher.
"That's where you're wrong." Finn regained focus. "I will be instructing Bella. I am her Watcher."
Hamilton's face screwed up in a confused expression. "What?" he summed up for all of them.
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