And William will seek purchase against the door he's just shut, leaning his full weight against it. This makes him feel better in more ways than one: it's physical support, and further reassurance that if anyone wants to interrupt them, they'll have to go through him.

There's also something reassuring in keeping his distance, for now. Let Horatio be the one to fall into Archie's gravitational pull first.

"I don't think so."

He lifts a hand to fuss at his collar, then drops it away, clasping both behind his back.

"I — I'm anticipating a passionate argument from Mr. Hornblower regarding the numerous reasons why this would be... not a poor decision, but one that would carry with it quite a lot of risk. He's free to make his case, and Heaven knows he has a way with persuasion, but should an opportunity arise in which we'd face considerable less risk, I would be willing. Because things on my end are, well, much the same as on Mr. Kennedy's."

Just minus the poetry of it all.

Cheeks going a little pink, he looks at Horatio, then at Archie.

"I... like you both very much."