"I travel with Doctor Warthrop. All over the world, sometimes," another little boy would sound excited about this adventurous life, but the Doctor's adventures always ended with a trail of dead bodies behind them. Will has been the personal executioner of a few. "This isn't so bad."

It was dreamlike in how abrupt and strange it was, he won't lie about that, but he does genuinely feel he has the capacity to assimilate it. He's already been through a whirlwind of changes, and here is one more.

"They did test us. I'm not a witch." He had known that 'in his bones', as it were. He was already aware that he was becoming a monster, even back on Earth. Innocence and childhood coming undone around him to slowly begin revealing a young man too damaged to be human. "How long does it take to find out what kind of monster you are? Does it hurt?"