Briefly, Will wonders why so many people in Nautilus seemed to think he needed a hug. Encounters with other beings had never ended up like this at home.

He blinks at her a little as the hug ends.

"I'm not quite sure at the moment, really. But I expect I will find out when the time is right. It is often so, with the Light."

Because if he had been sent here, then he had no doubt that the Light had allowed for it to happen. Which meant there was some task for him yet here.