He was rather relieved that Will told him he didn't want him wiping Anna's mind, because he wasn't sure he could have done it anyway. That order saved him a ton of potential trouble. He'd stopped when the hand touched his chest but he was tense as he stood there, half expecting Will was going to punch him, even if he'd stopped shouting. When he spoke, his gaze sidled carefully over and down to his companion, his tone contrite.
"I get it. I won't get into it with her again. You want me to pick her up and just bring her here so you can watch everything we do and know what I'm teaching her?" he asked quietly, his lips barely opening to let the words out, he was so wound up. He wanted to know the story from Will's perspective but now, when he thought there was still a distinct possibility he'd get smacked in the head, was not the time.
Will's expression darkened again at the proposal he bring Anna to their house and Indie suddenly needed to get away. "Look, how about you think about it while I go shower?" he offered, his tone bordering on pleading. Thankfully, his roommate nodded and he didn't wait for another opinion; the redhead stepped around Will and bolted for his bathroom, intensely pleased tohave time aone to think, to strip, to get under the hot spray. Maybe him not smelling like her would help the situation? It certainly couldn't hurt!
He spent so long under the water, his fingers were wrinkled by the time Indie stepped out and dried off. He knew he now only smelled of soap, shampoo and some deodorant (once he applied it), rather than sex and William's fledgling, but he was still hesitant when he hung up his towel and had to step out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. Dawn was almost upon them and he was bone weary, wanting to sleep but exceptionally worried.
He doubted Will would come to his bed tonight and that made him both furious and incredibly sad; his emotions were all fucked up and he decided he shouldn't worsen the situation by seeking Will out if he wasn't there. He hoped he was, though. If the blonde wasn't on that mattress when he left the bathroom and headed to his bed (naked, as he always slept these days) though, then he'd wait to pursue him tomorrow night. He might not be so keen to kill him by then, and they could make some decisions at normal decibels of discussion.