[ With the bullets stashed away -and won't that be a fun little treasure hunt later- Will collected the cuffs he'd been supplied as a member of the Guard and headed back towards the bedroom. He paused a few feet shy of the door and made himself take a breath, breathing out slowly through his nose as he worked to center his own ricocheting thoughts.

His imagination was making it all too clear to his conscious mind the risk of this endeavor. Will could trace the damage the Soldier could wrought, run through various scenarios of how he could end up dead and the horror that would leave on James' face when he came back to himself and realized what had happened.

Shaking off the waking hallucination, he forced himself to step into the bedroom, though he was looking down at the cuffs. ]

These won't stop the Soldier if he's roused by this. [ He said, with a soft spoken finality, his eyes lifting to Barnes' face. ] They won't even slow the Soldier down enough for me to react.